I sleep on my couch

by C Dodrill   Jun 24, 2008


Early in the morning i sleep on my couch,
i can't drift to darkness until it's light,
my couch is small and hard and it hurts my neck,
but what's the point of a bed with no one to share it with,
early in the morning before dawn lights the sky,
i dream while wide awake,
because i can't close my eyes,
how long can a person live without a bed,
i'm not afraid to die on my hard couch alone,
just to scared to sleep on it while it's dark and i'm cold

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