was suddenly woke
By the wrong side of the bed
Thinking back on this Memory foam
doesnt solve this lonely impression

Past the pillow talk, tried drifting off
firmer lately, maybe ive been too soft
Ive been hanging on by a thread
This isnt much of a comforter..

Tempurpedic tempted dreaming
But There isnt a spring set yet
To conture the soarness
Of a dispirited existence

Was down with down til I was down
Feeling so empty, no matter the fill
The recipe of life shouldnt be slept on
Cloudy days resting on Water and air..

One midnight I realized
Splashing my face by a ceramic sink
I looked up for a brief moment
At all These bags I'm carrying..