Bed
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sarge689
sarge689 Community member
Autoplay OFF   •   4 months ago
This is my first poem, its about my recent and hopefully temporary disability. I originally wrote it out of bordem for myself, but have come to rather like it. But dont want to show it to anyone i know, so here it is i guess lol

Bed

Still I lie here, I lay my head.

Memory foam mattress, duvet thinly spread.

A cage of comfort with a mahogany head,

Time doesn't pass here, not in my bed.

A timeless lie then, I lay my head.

The pleads to walk... of which I dread,

The surgeons mark still on my leg.

Some believe the pain is in my head,

A silent blame that's wordlessly said.

But time does pass here despite my lie,

and beside all reason a year's gone by.

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