Letters Written By My Bed Poem by Bianca BCT

The questions in my head, letters written by my bed
You said it was my fault, I said of course

And I asked, what happened to me?
I just wanted to be free
And you said, what happened to us?
I just wanted to forget the past

Does someone know you like I do?
Your light and your dark too?
Your insecurities and your fears
With the ones you have to deal

All the memories we had together
The air has taken them like they were a feather