Poems from BadPoet

Professional insomniac, procrastinator, and failing high school student. Yep... That's me...
Amid the silken sheets of my chamber, my eyes began to wander Not to any place of the living, but rather to the realm of the ethereal....
From once my heart began to wake, I saw blindly; from the beauty of her body, to the facets of her face. My own pitiful woes began to fade...