Bed..A Poem by August
I don't want to get up from my bed.
It hugs me so i won't listen to my head. It doesn't care if i'm good enough, it never did. I never wanna leave you, just wanna be hid. If i don't get up, i dont have to think. Into my bed, i shrink. I don't want to see, I don't want to hear. I don't want anyone, but my bed near. Let me sleep, for one last time. I'll sink and melt into my bed, let me whine. Can i stay here for a few more minutes? Until i feel peace at my spirit, Until i stop breathing. © 2024 August |
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Added on January 27, 2024 Last Updated on January 28, 2024 Author
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