flowery bedsheets;

a white, so pure

and a blue, so deep.

a pillow holds many secrets.

it holds many lies and many truths.

it holds many stories,

times where things went wrong,

and when times went right.

the white pillow case,

with blood stains and mascara smears.

a blanket thats blue as the ocean

it swallows dreams,

and makes you feel like drowning.

the softness so comforting but

the memories so exhausting.

the characteristics of a poet's sleep.