Blankets

White walls that kept the secrets
And all the whispers underneath the linens
That brush against my feet
White noise ringing to the rhythm of a clock that's ticking
And singing me to sleep

Blank stares at the ceiling
Lie down, just keep breathing
Goodnight, sleep tight
Eyes closed, hope this dream would not end

Yet the cold still crept around the room
That you used to keep warm
And this blanket's too short

Creases of the sheets on the right side of the bed
And this pillow is no longer familiar

Unfamiliar
This blanket's too short



Credits
Writer(s): Run Dorothy
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