I tried to stretch my legs in bed,
Hoping to rid thoughts of ending up dead.
And rid myself of my bed head.
I had lain awake shivering in the coldness of nightmares,
And blanketed by the hugs of darkness.
Feeling protected by my demons for once.
I tried to stretch my legs in bed,
And panicked when I saw your head.
I panicked, and saw red.
I was reminded of your grimy hands,
And all the times I vented in Sans.
The darkness on those nights were absent and idle hands.
I tried to stretch my legs in bed,
But i couldn't get rid of the memories of red,
Trailing down my now scarred leg.
I couldn't escape your touch,
I was imprisoned by your 'mad love' for me.
Let me go feel free as a dove.
I tried to stretch my legs in bed,
Reminiscing of the life I've led.
And all the times ive bled.
Freedom seems foreign now,
I'm imprisoned in a free world, I dont know how.
Soon enough, my feelings may need a plough.
I tried to stretch my legs in bed,
But I could never understand what went through your head.
If you loved me so much, Couldnt you have left me alone instead?
YOU ARE READING
recollection.
PoetryPoems written by yours truly. From points of view that aren't always my own. They're all written by me, just written about different perspectives. Please dont claim these as your own... Trigger warning: One or more of these poems contain mature co...
