I'm in Love with my Bed, but my Alarm Clock Won't let us be together
October 2010 (9th grade)
sonnet

I'm in love with my bed,
but my alarm clock won't let us be together.
My bed is there no matter the weather.
All my alarm clock does is ring in my head.
At the end of the day,
my bed is warm and welcoming.
It makes me feel safe when I'm sleeping,
but the clock is counting down the minutes till we have to go our separate ways.
My bed and I have a sort of intimacy.
It's always there
and leaves me feeling like I'm floating in air.
But that clock is full of jealousy.
This feud will go on forever.
I'm in love with my bed, but my alarm clock won't let us be together.