My bed has known Me in all of my states. Nobody knows me more than this ship of mine Where I’ve lied, unclean and unholy Where I’ve witnessed the violent truths regarding my past my present and my future Where I would lie awake at the coldest hour Blankly facing the ceiling Nobody knows how you comforted me Oh home of mine Nobody knows of the times you have wanted me to rest away From violence and kindness coming from the outside Nobody knows how I have bled on you night after night How I have given you everything and you have taken everything away from me Oh peaceful dog, You licked the tears from my face, unknowing of what you were doing Not even the guests I have invited to lie on you To be with me on you Know the pain I have felt beside you The faces you gave me as I lie awake in the morning Feeling dark and hot Nobody has looked over me the way that you have Oh mighty circle Nobody knows it like you do The feeling of having a tainted soul How it feels to know you are ****** to hell. My priest only knows How it feels to want so bad Oh dear how I have imagined To belong to a world that only you and I exist in With nothing else but me and my ship Flying aimlessly with no fear Of death Or of life My dear bed Nobody knows me like you have
I wrote this for my poetry class and it just kind of poured out of me it rly surprised me and might be one of my favorite poems ive written idk