Bed-

That's right! I'm f*****g back, and still just as s****y! Miss me?

In my bed
I've come undone
I closed up all the curtains
I have no tolerance for the sun

I lay there moping
Hoping
For a different light to shine in
And sing me a joyous hymn

Darkness has taken over
Time ticks slower
And the clangor of Hell's bells
Swells inside my mind

I lay here empty
My chest feels like a hallow shell
My paranoia is making things shifty
I hope things go well

I wish to be held
I wish to be loved
But I only have
My cats furry touch

She senses my pain
She hears my sorrow
My voice comes and goes away
And cold tears follow

I lay here
Almost immobile
This burden of sadness gives me breathing troubles
My heart is already distraught
This slice of happiness is all I've got

But I lay here alone
I could just go
But my friends don't want to come to my home
For I'm too much of a snore

My bed shall not be my final grave
But rot here I may
I want to cry but I have nothing left
I yearn to die but..
My friends detest.

Reviews

[John Stussy]

Such a heartbroken, forlorn, lonely piece. As waith the rest of your work, it's magnificent. You make the reader feel your words with a vivid intensity. It's great to see you back here.