Looking at my bed

[Sp04]

Looking at my bed
It used to be a place to dream
a place to lay my aching bones and aching mind
A place of warm covers
That place no more
The dreams have turned to nightmares
the Blankets to hot the bed hard and unyielding
Laying awake late at night waiting for a feeling
Tossing turning
I'm just there to try
I'm just there to try
I'm just there to try till daylight stings my eyes

 

[Mehm]

very readable. i love being able to "get" a poem immediately. sounds tough though. good luck

 

[Ghettochrist]

Can relate..sometimes it's like this >.<

 

[theseeker]

I know what you mean dude.....I know too well