Oh man
it’s so darn hot
I feel like a crab
in a boiling pot.
Sweat is pouring
across my face.
My clothes are sticking
right in place.
Goosebumps are spreading
across my skin.
I grab a blanket
Ooo it’s too thin.
I smack my head
and groan in dread
I’ve figured it out
and there is no doubt.
It’s not the heat
I’m sick from my head
to my feet.
There is no retreat.
*aachoo!*
Oh man it’s hot!
It’s two am
and I’m still here.
I really should
get my butt in gear.
Time flys
before you know it.
it’s Two am
and my circles show it.
For having no life
I’m a busy bee.
I can’t remember last
when a friend saw me.
I take drive my mother
I write for my blog
I read other’s poems
I create a log.
I look at the time
and
where did it go?
Darn I must’ove
been reading slow.
It’s Two Am
I need to sleep
That’s why I’m writing
it’s better than counting sheep.
Okay not really
That was a lie.
When I sleep
I get scared
that I’m soon going to die.
So I keep myself busy
at least in my head
until my sanity
is as thin as a thread.
It’s Two Am
I think I can sleep
up in four hours
I have promises to keep.
Goodnight world
stay beautiful for me
I will see you tomorrow
that’s my promise to thee.
at least for now.
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Scarlet Luna-Mia Lombardi | Luna the moon Rose 