My thoughts in my bed
When I'm in my bed, thoughts swirl through my head
Like ice cream on a summer day
I think of my day then
And how it could've been
Could've been better
Six panic attacks today
Should I cry the night away?
I should just talk to a friend but Those
Who I trust just end up hurting me
In the end
So now laying down in my bed
With me dog by my head
My eyes shut tight
And my tears sail me into night
And finally, the day will end
This poem is about:
Me