• Why?

    Why can't I?

    Why can't I enter?

    I have been denied my slumber

    I cannot dream just yet

    Why?

    My bed is immaculate

    My sheets are padded

    My pillow is proportioned

    I cannot rest just yet

    Why?

    A window just behind me

    A breeze dances past my hair and head

    It solaces me, but doesn't help the cause

    My eyes haven't shut just yet

    Why am I asking why?

    I know just the reason

    The bed is just material

    Routine and generically worldly

    But I know something that isn't

    I am almost plagued

    The thought is a woodpecker

    My head is the bark

    It's unfair in every sense

    I'm missing something

    It should be mine

    Why isn't it mine?

    Have I not deserved such?

    It's such an agonizing simplicity

    I'm not asking for much

    No, no, calm yourself...

    It's only a matter

    Of time and patience

    But the urge is undeniable

    It's smothering, suffocating

    I understand now

    This piece of furniture

    No, this portion of prison

    I'm denied a necessity

    And it's the main inception

    It's blasphemy

    It's discourtesy

    It's teasing degradation

    A facade of recreation

    I can elude no longer

    Sheis an epitome

    A paradigm

    An absolution

    My plans, my intentions

    Will meet satisfactory fruition

    I am mad, deranged

    Insane, crazed

    Would I forcibly take it

    To rid my lunacy?

    Would I?

    A strangle from obscurity?

    A snatch from abstruseness?

    A clutch from the shadows

    A mandatory relocation?

    No, I would only coil myself

    I mean no harm

    Did you think otherwise?

    You've missed my point

    You've been mislead

    What I want is so small

    I want her here now

    In this moment that would

    Otherwise, be perfect comfort

    To fill in my gaps

    And in return, fill her own

    Be here

    Not there

    But here

    Lay with me

    Help me shed this fear

    Out of all the things I could logically desire

    I instead want what exactly what you could give

    A night in which neither of us are alone

    If I could have that, well

    I don't think I'd ever want to wake up