Blankets

I used to be afraid of blankets,

Stripping my bed down to the bones.

Blankets were a trap.

Like bodies pressing down on me unwanted.

I've had enough of being restrained.

I've had enough of being held down.

I used to be afraid of blankets,

Because they reminded me of you.

Holding me down and taking

Whatever you wanted.

And when I laid with her for the first time,

She wrapped me in a blanket,

And at first, I wanted to scream.

To run away and fight against the comfort.

But years of blanketless sleep had made me cold

And I was ready to be warm again.

Now I am no longer afraid of blankets,

And I no longer think of you when I go to sleep.

Now I think of her.

I won, asshole.