My body shatters
My eyes won't shut
I feel heavy, I ache all over
My legs give way
Open my mouth, Try to speak
Yawns only spill out
My neck is stiff
My hands won't work
My fingers doesn't bend
Doesn't twist, Doesn't turn
The way they did once
What is wrong with me
Am I sick, Am I ill
I can't think
My head is banging, Blood pounding
Words are forming
Trying to escape
But they won't come out
My stomach is being eaten
Away by acid
No food, Just hunger
For 72 hours
My body is
Shattered

this is gay

WAIT-armypunk-these are her thoughts and this her way of expressing them. You may think its gay but alot of people on here enjoy reading eachothers poetry...because alot of people feel it or have felt it some way or another...

will you please have some consideration.

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everything happens for a reason...beginning to wonder why.

Naw. It's alright Squirrley, he can say whatever he wants about me. He thinks I'm an ignorant ****in' bitch anyway, so let him say whatever he want because I'm seriously am not bothered.

mmm i kinda agree with army on this one. it doesn't seem to make any sense wah so ever.its just words put together rly

roses are red
violates are blue
this poems corny
but u make me horney

Can't you see what it's about? It's about tiredness. I was well tired so I wrote a poem about it. It's about how my body can not be arsed to do anythin' but I made it sound better. Hahaha.