My chenille duvet covers me Consumes me It has swallowed me up again and let me escape To a world where the bills don’t exist My homework is finished The dishes don’t need to be done The cats are fed and fast asleep My son obeys to go to school and listen to his teachers
My chenille duvet hides my reality The reality that The bills still aren’t paid The dishes are still there The homework keeps piling up The cats are at the foot of my bed, begging to be fed...again My son has yet again skipped school and tried to come home, not knowing that i am under my duvet
My chenille duvet allows me to feel no pain It allows me to forget Even if for a little while Under my chenille duvet, the world is silent My feet are warm My mind stops racing My heart stops beating as if ravaged through my chest I can breathe
Every day gets a little bit harder to leave my duvet My old ragged gray soft duvet I long for you during the day
On the days when i am in class and don’t have my homework to hand in, because i am so tired On the days i get a call from my sons school asking where he is, when i know i dropped him off On the days i get home, and the dishes are still there On the days i get home from a 12 hour day, and realize i forgot to buy cat food again On the days i come home and cringe going up the stairs as i pray they didn’t turn my electric off again.
My gray soft fuzzy duvet, I miss you Why can’t you console me all the time? I don’t want you to leave me I need you to stay and make it all go away