I Refuse To Move
My bed calls to me
Here I lay,
In an old home
That was once mine
But boy have I moved
Too many times
To ever call one place home.
I return
To rest my head
On a familiar bed
One that gave me respite
In many hard days before.
Ever since I got here,
Almost 6 hours ago
I've only moved out of necessity
I've rested
I've aimlessly scrolled social media
I've planned my things to do
I've even read so many lovely poems
But I've not moved from the bed
And will not
Unless I absolutely have to
Because here I am
Getting exactly what I need
Rest. Relaxation.
Recovery
From my exhausted times
Exhausted body
Exhausted mind.
Goodnight.
About the Creator
Manisha Dhalani
Content writer and marketer helping solopreneurs achieve organic growth. Loves reading, eating cake, and having insightful conversations.
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