PerpetuityA Poem by Chase
In this bed i lay.
In this bed i stay. Drowning as the time ticks by And withering away. Minutes turn to hours and Hours turn to days. My stomach grumbles loudly yet In this bed i stay. The plants need water, Me as well. Instead, we both decay. In this bed i lay and In this bed i stay. Confined within my unkind mind, Life is kept at bay. © 2020 ChaseFeatured Review
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