Poem #1 (Sick)

Can Barely Sleep,
The Stuff She Said,
Cut Me So Deep,
So I'm Ready,
To Take This First Leap,
To Prove To Her,
That I'm The Better Keep,
So I Ask Don't Weep,With This,
I'll Be Deep,
If You Want This To End,
I'll Make It Quick,
Don't Worry About It,
It's Not A Trick,
When It Comes To Loving You,
I Think I'm Sick.