Viola cries herself to sleep,
each night because of me.
The things I have shared with her,
it seems have darkened all her dreams.
I watch her has she'll toss and turn,
and whimper in the night.
All because the things I've done,
she knows I'm just not right.
Ive shared with her the ways I hurt,
for she has felt the pain.
Though she has never said a word,
she knows that I'm insane.
Not a normal man you see,
would keep her locked up tight.
Chained for all my wickedry,
a slave for me at night.
Locked away in a room of horrors,
kept just for myself,
Viola knows I love her so,
she cant be shared with no one else.
I'll always keep her to close to me,
another person she wont see.
Thats the reason,
has to be.
She cries herself to sleep...
I like certain parts of it but altogether I find the poem to be just okay
I havn't seen this Viola for some time....this would explain it....chilly my dark friend...very chilly
lol...crazy indeed... but there's always a way out which allows to escape such an insane confinement...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I am sure Viola is not the only one crying... many of these young kids should not be reading such pieces as yours. lol. PYT