my lunacy

if i cant sleep i wont force myself to
cause
i well deserve a sleepless night

and tomorrow
i want to see my swollen eyes
because i so well deserve them too
like
you ve punched me into my eye sockets
and
clear juices bursted from within the turgid balls of jella bella watery
like
my skull has been microwaved
my face red hot
forehead brittle
pretty cheeks smeared rosy red
and
brain juices electrified atoms

paralysed brain
stagnant brain activity
sterilized brain image

where go my fanatic dreams
becoming reality
my
dear
overwhelming
authentic
lunacy

fellow follow very soul