Where Did You Sleep Last Night?

Woke up from
a dreamless sleep;
mind still sluggish 
from the dragging pull 
of a deep slumber.
I struggled with the cobwebs 
blurring my mind,
until slowly they cleared out 
and I realized;
that I woke into the most 
unwelcome dream.
A waking nightmare 
as it seems.
For I was alone 
in this bed
where you are not 
to be found
anywhere near 
within the reach
of my shivering hands. 

**** Hello there my dear friends! It's been awhile, I know. Sorry if it was only now that I was able to post anything since last year. I'll try to make up as much as I can and I'd even post some of the scribbles that I did while I was away. I'll even do a post about the year-ender trip by the beach that we took so watch out for it. One thing's for sure though, it's  not good for the heart to watch Kurt Cobain scream his heart out on Nirvana's Unplugged concert on MTV and watch the pain through his eyes on  a widescreen TV as if you're looking at him face to face. Because then you'll just end up tossing and turning in your bed with all those pent up emotions struggling inside you as your remember how he looked while singing Pennyroyal Tea and more so on the final song of their set (Where Did You Sleep Last Night?). So in your last attempt for sanity, you'd grab the book that will surely make you cry your own heart out (which is by the way, Second Chance Summer by Morgan Matson), and only then you'll be able to sleep. So here I am, in the office, with puffy eyes and a gloomy mood. Oh how I wish that I could bask under the warmth of the sun later to shake away this gloomy feeling.