Go to bed

Go to bed

A Poem by Beatrice Mars
"

Ramblings of a tired person.

"

Dusty cat hair

And long ago memories

Of hospital corridors.

I wish you'd never

Come back,

Even though I

Wish I could speak to you

Right now.


Going to sleep in an unmade bed,

Trying to find reason

In my life.

 

Empty,

Chicken wings in the street,

Feathers and blood mixed

In a bowl on a babies

High chair.

 

A bacon joint on the floor,

(Bacon joint?)

 

I'm watching me sit at

A desk and cry,

Trying to figure out

Why I'm sad,

Wondering why I can't

Hug you anymore?

 

Then I remember this monthly

(Mind)

F**k up

That makes me cry

And I convince myself 

That next week everything

Will be great,

Because there's nothing tragic about me.

 

 

 

Stop clicking bubbles

And go to bed           (x2)

 

Stop repeating yourself.

Oh, but repition rocks!

 

Go to bed.

Cold clammy feet

And one sock on.

Go to bed.

Face hot from tears -

GO TO BED.

 

(And forget to dream.)

 

 

 

© 2011 Beatrice Mars


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this brought me close to tears and i'm not sure why :( because the image of you crying makes me cry? :P because you put into words the essence (or outcome)? of emotions that haunt us all..? The last line was worst (and best) that's the one where i had to swallow hard and get a grip. ;) love it when you write.

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Beatrice Mars
Beatrice Mars

United Kingdom



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I'm an 19 year old girl. Of all the souls that stand create I have elected one. When sense from spirit files away, And subterfuge is done; When that which is and that which was Apart, intr.. more..

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