My small bed, in my small room.

My room is my escape from reality.

One bed, a fan, and a wardrobe is all that i have in this room.

Red LED lights to distract me from depression.

A bed to lie down, and a pillow to cry on.

Unlike most people, my small bed gave me it’s time.

It gave a shoulder no one else ever cared to give.

My little bed has seen what i’ve done.

It’s my grave, no need to dig.

Reviews

[RûbbërS&osla..]

No better place to hide than under your own bed in your own room. We knew this as kids, and it remains true through adulthood for some of us. Great write.

[Dalton Lee]

I like it. There's something about that last line that gets me every time I read it.

[moody]

Thank you!

[APOORVA]

you just have explained my story.
my room is my escape too
wow! very sweet

[moody]

Thank you!

[Najam Us Saher]

I am amazed to know what a bed means to you. I really agree with you when there is no one pillow wipes our tears and bed feels the most solacing thing to be upon. Well done. I liked it.

[moody]

Thank you, so very much!

[Najam Us Saher]

You're welcome