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Not a poem, just an emotion


Diggitydave

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I sit with my cup of coffee on my old and sinking couch with my cat at my side and the lights dimmed. It's nighttime and my body is preparing for sleep. I don't want to sleep yet, i just want to enjoy the sinking feeling of my body in the couch, the presence of my friend, and my steaming coffee.

 

I don't think about the stress of life, because im safe here. There is nothing here that can bother me. I'm safe. I don't have to go to the bathroom, and i'm not hungry. My phones are off and it's just me. I'm safe here.

 

My bills can't hurt me, people can't hurt me and i don't have to sit in traffic. I dont' have to smoke, I don't have to drink, I don't have to work, I don't have to do anything.

 

I've forgotten about the liars, the thieves, and the deceivers. I've forgotten about manipulation and all that was done and im embracing something that can't be stolen or lied to.

 

They'll never take this away from me.

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