Fan Fiction ❯ Sweet, Sorrowful Poetry ❯ Count ( Chapter 28 )

Claimer: This poem is true. I could not sleep, the thought of one person was keeping me up all damn night long!!

Count

I'm so tired.

My eyes are practically

c r y i n g

For sleep.

I cannot help it

a n y m o r e.

You make me lay

a w a k e.

Night after night.

I lost count at

s i x t e e n.

I'll use you as my

s h e e p

I can count you

a l l n i g h t l o n g.

One.

Six.

Five.

Nine.

Twelve.

Ten.

Sixteen.

I'm loosing track of the

n u m b e r s.

Choke me.

So I can fall asleep.

My eyes are

c r y i n g.