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Where Am I?

She's been gone for 5 months to be exact…

Sometimes I believe I lay myself in a bed,
A bed of mischief,
Mischief comforts in the nighttime,
Consequences are acknowledged,
Ignorance of my bed is not an option,
But I lay,
Many have too laid in the same bed I lay in,
They have different pillows and sheets,
I can’t help, but to admire my sheets,
Sheets shaded, dark, gray, orange, blends of green,
My sheets are desirable,
The warmth of their clutches is irresistible,
My pillow being all I know,
Contradictions make me laugh,
Black sheets, white pillows,
My pillow is stained while she sleeps over,
She’s been absent for months,
5 to be exact,
I’ve chosen this,
I wish to play in the light outside,
The warmth is claiming me,
No?,
No, I don’t lay in bed,
I haven’t for several months,
Where am I?,
Do I stand by the bed?,
Seems accurate,
I can no longer feel the warmth of my bed,
Now I look over it enviously,
Others sleep in my bed,
My pillow has disappeared,
Sleeping with no pillow is uncomfortable,
I should warn them,
They won’t listen because they believe I’m irrelevant,
But I am relevant,
I’ve been in that bed,
They haven’t even laid under the sheets,
Those sheets clutch like a man hanging on to a cliff for dear life,
Can I be completely glad that she left?
They have her,
I know this because its been seen from my own eyes,
Maybe I feel naked,
Coward,
Cowardice  ways,
But oh how I miss my bed,

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