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