Caring Faces, Written 11/4/14 (Sonnet)

Caring Faces, Written 11/4/14 (Sonnet)

So many caring faces in my head,
All scared of what I might do left alone.
I see them there, all standing 'round my bed,
As if to say goodbye before I'm gone.
Despite the friends and family I see,
The pillow next to me is cold and bare.
Instead, another kiss must set me free,
With steely tongue that leaves my pale skin rare.
So as the pain recedes and lights my mind,
The faces also fade into the dark.
I let my bed sheets hold me in their bind,
and once more my bad lover leaves her mark.
Yet though I tell myself never again,
I know it is just a matter of when.