The Witching Hour

I tend to write really late at night-- I dunno why... I think I might have insomnia, although I do not like to have it identified...

When I write I find that I have this stream of consciousness and write as if I were speaking to my self so don't freak out... Oh! I just remembered, I recently wrote a poem that I'm gonna put on here

Don't have a title yet [unfortunately]

They are knocking at my door

and are shouting "Come out witch,

show yourself! Hide no more!"

I will not answer the door

 How would they know

what I have done?

How can I tell them?

I am not to blame,

 I am not a witch!

No matter how I fought them

and told them it was not me,

they are burning me and my

memories with you

I will be joining you in heaven

In that special haven just for us

Soon--very soon you see they

think I have poisoned you