the couch

The couch

I sleep on the couch

I wont sleep in a bed

And why I do it

Nothing has ever been said

I find the couch a safe place

For me to sleep

with my back against the cushions

I find I do sleep deep

I lie on my side

facing the open space

And if anyone approaches

I can see their face

For the couch  is my cocoon

With the cushions all around

I sleep with the light on

And the t.v for its sound

I find I do feel protected

For it is a safe place to be

Wrapped up in my blanket

I do sleep comfortably

I sleep on the couch

With a hot water bottle

against my lower back

And every now and again

I will sleep where I sat

The couch is my safe haven

I have slept since I was 10 years old

And I find it does gently

my tired body it does hold

I wont sleep in a damn bed

It is something I do reject

For the reasons why

Is a touchy subject

The couch is my safe place

For me to get some sleep

I feel so very safe on it

And my mind is at peace

And I do sleep deep.

In the safety of the couch

I know I don’t have to sleep

With one eye open

Not like in a bed

Were I am afraid

That I will be abruptly woken

For I can’t stress enough

that the couch is my little sanctuary

as in a bed I feel vulnerable

so the couch is the best place for me to be