“I Don’t Dare Sleep”~Maxwanette A Poetess

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(Mississippi Gulf Coast 2016)

I Don’t Dare Sleep
I don’t dare sleep.
Even as my body aches,
and I grow weary from exhaustion.

 

I don’t dare sleep.
As days turn into nights,
and back into days again.

 

I don’t dare sleep.
While my mind fathoms the place,
in which my body is in.

 

I don’t dare sleep.
When I refuse to see myself as suffering,
as alleged love ones…allegedly love.

 

I don’t dare sleep.
For the gnats and water-bugs may just decide,
to invade my menial bed, on the floor, made of cloth.

 

I don’t dare sleep.
Even though, after making a stronger bed, high off the floor,
it’s so hard and rigid, it has become a torture rack, rendering my flesh, black & blue.

 

I don’t dare sleep.
For it is time to remind myself,
of who I am and meant to be.

 

I don’t dare sleep.
Because many are far worse off than I am & will ever be.
It is to them that I humble myself and pay homage.

 

I don’t dare sleep.

 

*This poem was inspired, by a personal experience in Mississippi (2015). It was a moment of tearing down and dismantling my ego, as well as embracing the strength within. It was a moment of great clarity, reality, and knowledge. It indeed made me stronger and a better Soul.

 

by~Maxwanette A Poetess (aka M.A.M.)

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