My head feels like an archers arrow,
As far as it can stretch across his bow.
The pressure is building,
Im seconds from release (relief).
My legs feel like a hurricane,
Shaking from a shift in the plates.
It's gonna die down soon,
But it wont let me sleep in the meantime.
My stomach feels like a galaxy,
So lonely and empty it groans for comfort.
Stars are dying and new fires are
igniting.
Spontaneous combustion is inevitable.
My eyes feel like old, worn-out lightbulbs,
Dim now, and flickering.
Im praying for them to cut to black

Shut up and go to bed
Put the pillow under your head
I'm sick and tired of all your worries
Shut up and say goodnight
Say your prayers and turn off the light
I'm sick and tired of all your sob-stories

Shut up and shut your eyes
No more histrionics, no more college tries
Stop pushing, stop shoving, stop straining
Shut your mouth and button your lip
You're a late night faucet that's gotta drip
All you're doing is merely complaining

The excuse that you're crazy is useless
You're not biting you're barking you're toothless
But you're ruthless

Shut up and count some sheep
And do me a favor, don't ***** in your sleep
No more agony, please no more sorrow
Shut up and catch some Zs
Ice cream with a cherry plus a big pretty please
I promise we'll resume tomorrow...Goodnight.

Dont **** me,
Heart-**** me.






*a poem from your gayness

All of my poems are ******* love poems that make you want to jump off of a bridge into freezing cold water so that you suffocate from the cold and not the fall.

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