All over again

I’m taking my first steps again
and you are the reason why.

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This bed is my witness

This bed is more important to me than a lover

This bed soaks up my tears

Keeps me warm from the cold

The home of my darkness and deep dimensions

This bed hears my prayers that I whisper silently at night.

Knows the story behind the words that I write.

This is the bed where I lay my head to rest

This bed is my one and only witness to my real life.