Unplugged

So stressed out
I think I might get sick
Indigestion, palpitations, and sweat on my lip
I've been missing you,
And it's stressed me to the max
If you don't return soon I might have a heart attack

I'm so stressed out
My stomach is in knots
My breathing is shallow and my heart is doing flips
Inside my chest,
Is where you belong
But not metaphorically, actually here in my arms

Come back quick, 'cause I'm sick, My immune system's down
There are bags under my eyes, I'm laying on the ground

My heart's stopped and I'm convulsing
My pulse is dropping rapidly
My face is going vapid and my lungs are both collapsing

I'm not dead, I'm in fugue
I'm lost out in the darkness
I'm unconscious
And this might just be the end

Machines are breathing for me
And I'm peeing through a tube
My hospital gown, soaked with bodily fluids
Out in the hall
A doctor shakes his head, drops my chart
And tells my friends to say their last goodbyes

'Cause I'm terminal
And you've only been gone for five minutes

End.

Lovelylostboy

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The Five-Year Vows

I'm mad, angry, grumpy, sad and lonely.
I'm hungry, horny, tired, happy and sick.
I'm hateful / loving / broken / lovely and ugly
I'm nothing / everyone / myself / the one and only
I'm aggressive, passionate, violent, and a pacifist
I'm holy, heartbroken, asleep and dreaming
I'm creative / hurtful / naked / waking / broken
I am the best -I have no self esteem.
I'm kind. I'm loyal. I'm sweet. I'm fierce.
I'm vulnerable and guarded; stoic and emotional
I'm supportive and critical; derisive and doting
I am me, myself, and I love you.
I don't know why you stay.
I push you away / I need your touch.
I call you names, I kiss your feet, and I yell.
I worship you and cheat on you and lie
I always tell the truth.
I'm one in a million / I'm yours
I'm fleeting / steady / rock-solid / unpredictable.
Every time you sleep I think of leaving.
If I left you I would die.
If you died I'm sure I would be fine
If someone took you I would murder
I would let you go if your life would be better
I've argued with God about who I love more.
I need you when I'm sick or healthy
I need my space / I don't want to talk
I want to tell you every dark or lovely thing
I smell your hair when you're near
I've memorized every curve of your body
I watch you sleeping and wonder what you're dreaming
I'm well-adjusted, healthy and autonomous.
I'm sure of nothing; convinced-cocksure of everything
I only know one thing.
I love you and I think I always will.
Nothing you could do would ever make me leave.
I'm bound to you, a part of you, apart from you
I being myself will forever be yours
I'm sure I'm always yours
For what it's worth I'm yours
For as long as you care to love me.

End.