Winter afternoons
I forgot how it felt to drown in bed
I choked back tears at school just to submit to them at home
I woke up the next morning
Sore throat, red eyes; stuffy nose
I was ill
But not just physically
I pleaded
She let me
I fall back into the pool on my pillow
The sound of sobs soothes me to sleep
Sun's up
I re-soak my pillow
You're there
A few kilometers away
But I'm here.
Choking on tears.
YOU ARE READING
Poems Penned Precisely by Me
PoesíaA collection of poems or just general pieces of literature that rhyme. No theme to most of them tbh
