Cracks in my Bed

It is one of those days,

When smiles brighten dark rooms,

And echoes of heaves and sighs deafen the neighbors,

Listening to cries and moans

Through creaks of walls,

And chikichak of wobbly beds,

Tell of the secrets,

Meant for sheets and foams,

I bite my teeth,

Hold the bed to stop creaking,

My bedly ordeal persists,

Swits buy a bed,

But for now,

Cracks in my bed

shhhhhh