Morning Dove Anonymous

Every morning, As the sun rises, I wake to the sound of doves. Chirping, Like they’re in love. Though Spring is my favorite season, I’m not savoring it as I used to, For some reason.

I remember when I used to pretend, I was twenty-five. I think it was because there were things I could not mend. Still lately I’ve realized, I used to feel so alive.

Now, I think I’ll miss the sound of rain, Drizzling on my window pane. The �� of the raindrop shower, Listening to it every hour.

I loved strolling through the garden, Filled with daffodils and morning dew. Without this, I think I’ll feel blue.

I guess these were my ways to cope, I like to think I had a lot of hope.

The summer months start soon, I’ll miss you so much, And the melody of the dove’s melancholic tune.

My bed is a safe place. It’s where I go when I need to cry, Whether I’m sad, mad, or even happy it’s always there waiting for me.

So many memories held there of laughter and joy, Just being with my friends as we trash my room, through the pillows off my bed, put fancy outfits on, trying to stay up all night, all leading to just sit on my bed.

As happy as this place is, there are also bad memories, That’s where I go to cry, to scream into my pillow, wrap myself up in a blanket and never come out, it’s where I go when I’m so embarrassed that I want my blanket to swallow me whole so I never have to face the world again. Because if I wrap myself in a blanket it’s like a friend, but I don’t have to worry about it lecturing or hurting me.

If I wrap myself up then I won’t have to consult anyone else about my emotions, no one can hurt me. With a closed door that once was waiting for me to open up, it ended up making me hold it closed tighter than it was before. But now no one can get in unless I let them. Whoever has sat on my bed with me as we laughed or cried I know that they will always be special because I let them through the door. I trust my bedroom door more than myself because it will stay shut, I trust that my bed will never hurt me, and I trust myself to know to depend on them.