Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Sep 2018
It's fat
All black and likes it's tummy scratched
This **** cat will not leave
Back to my back full of pain
I want sleep to carry me away
Sleep has it's own agenda
Taking the hours of my life out with the cool Fall air
Giving me hours of painless moments
I wish the laundry would be done now
I wish this cat would leave me alone
I have a mind that runs and runs
STOP
Laundry is keeping me awake right now and all I want right now is sleep. When I sleep I don't feel so much.
Written by
Roman B
333
   Molly
Please log in to view and add comments on poems