I'm done begging for blankets
I need my own bed
big enough for love that doesn't steal
doesn't wrap itself up selfishly
pulling up the cover from my icy toes
and letting the dark bedtime air
slip in and kiss me coldly
like an unwanted lover
I'm tired of waking from cool nightmares
in the dead of night
sitting on the edge of the mattress like a ghost
watching you snuggled in your warm dreams
where am I in your dreams
do you even care that I'm out here
locked out
frustrated
ready to snatch the covers from you
flip the mattress
and beat you to the couch
e.10.22.16
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