when i hear the birds
sing in the morning,
before i open my eyes,
there's a break in my chest.
squeezing me,
breaking me,
waking me ,
from my peaceful rest.
its sharp
like water in my nose
when i don't pay attention
deep in my depression
its punishing,
eye watering,
penetrating
almost like a tough test.
its slow,
like my footsteps
barely grazing the sand
but im stuck by walking.
its tiring,
im stalling whilst sulking,
partially watching,
the world is boring
im yearning to go back to rest .
with no one to wake me
no Queen to please.
my sweetheart's no more,
i feel deceased.
im deceived
by the twins of you .
so many Queen's
yet i look for you .
your baby's tired
your princess is weak,
used and expired.
come and take me away
far away,
far away to the creek.
where it'd be peaceful
where i could sleep .
just like you slept forever,
immortally deep.
YOU ARE READING
queen. |✓|
Poetry(POETRY ABOUT MOTHERHOOD & LOVE ) You whisper "My queen " and I can only stare ahead because there's nothing for me to say except think of how much I'm dead Think of how so far gone I am I'm loose in touch with reality because I still see you sc...
