Glued to my bedframe
I’m afraid to look at
He peers peerlessly
Buoying like a sinking ship
Up and down, down and up
Daring me to dare
Taunting me to taunt
Forcing me to force
Myself to crawl into bed
An anchor in the mind field
From monsters in the black canvas
He offers safety with a smile
Stability in the ruins
Amnesty against the void
I choose to bleed instead
And make the words come out
Even when I have nothing left to give.
-JC