I need a mattress,
An object to fall on.
Something to cradle me
As I drift off to sleep.
I need a mattress,
An object to sleep on.
Something to comfort me
As I fitfully dream.
I need a mattress -
But, alas,
I dream -
I fear.
If only I didn't fear of crushing it
Under it's weight
As well as my own.
I want a mattress.
When wanting something,
You think salvation lies
In becoming it.