she enjoys the smell of fresh sheets
and pillow cases at night
right after her shower,
but in between that brief moment
of sleep
and
insomnia
being so tired but
unable
to fall asleep
because she has a monster
hibernating under her blankets,
slumbering in her head
insomnia was never
friendly
insomnia was always
unkind
driving her mind
to the brink of
insanity
overwhelmed
and worried
with her own
words
slowly and
with maximum effort
she drifted
off to her own
dreamland
where her worries
lifted and
disappeared
Dec 9, 2018
Dec 9, 2018 at 4:28 AM UTC
& even though you said
You'll always love me
& even though our hands
No longer grasp each others
& even though your lips
No longer caress my neck
I still find myself
Searching for your face
I still find myself
Listening for your laugh
While resting on your side of the bed
With Primroses planted
In the palm of my hands
& Tulips tied up
In my mess of tangled hair
I ask my mind
If it would do me some kindness
& forget about you
With your stained tee shirts
& kind eyes
& if it would just
Omit all the sweet words
That danced from your lips
& swam in my head
Only than would my heart heal
Only than would I remember to move on
With dirt crusted onto
The bottom of my feet
I dance in our garden
& slowly pick the weeds
From my heart
Even though I remember you
with clarity
Dec 9, 2018
Dec 9, 2018 at 4:21 AM UTC