Inside-Out Night Wear

I slept in a night gown,

I have no shame.

Because I slept just as I always do.

5 blissful hours.

Blissful and short.

I didn’t toss,

Or turn.

I hardly moved but to fill my lungs,

And my body, filled its bladder.

But, for five hours,

Things were perfect.

Even with my nightgown inside out.

It’s a battle I chose not to choose.


Published by sickybeat

I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty

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