On a park bench

What if...?
Is this real?
Who is talking to me
In my mind?
Where am
I walking to?
I am lost and
its dark outside
I stroll aimlessly
through a park
And fight a spot
to sleep for the night
To rest my body
But my mind has no rest
I am offered no relief
I lay on a bench
And ponder things
I lay on a this bench covered
But it's raining outside
And I hear noises in the bushes
It's raining outside
And I see people walking past
Are they walking in my direction?
will I have to leave
I'm not bothering anyone here
I just want to sleep
It's so late
And I have been on my feet
For hours searching
for a spot like this
For somewhere vacant
It's still raining
and I am getting wet
it's not too cold
But the wind is picking up.
In the city there are few trees to cover me
This is the best I can do for now
How did things come to this?
Will this make me stronger?
I am hungry and
I haven't eaten since breakfast
I feel weak so sleep is my only option of escape
When I awaken the pain will not go away
when I awaken I will open my eyes to the same nightmare
I would rather sleep
I would rather close my eyes
I would rather not be seen
This is why I prefer the night.

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