Worst Poetry from a Bored-Depressed Person's Gray Matter

So as I said to a friend earlier, I made up this verse which just about sums up how I feel today. I know it's crappy and maybe you'll go "Wtf?!" when you read it. But I still like it anyway and I even made up an equally crappy title to go with it..lol..

FREE VERSE IN MY LAZY UNIVERSE

you know that feeling of hanging upside down restless...
your joints complaining of the insistent pressure, pulled by a gravity
selfish in its intent to take everything unto itself.
your eyes feel embedded in burning sockets... the heat reminding you of just evaporated tears
your fingers grapple with your tired muscles, trying to squeeze out globs and masses of aches and pains
it does no good... nothing does...
and you stay motionless, every gesture a slow blur in the kaleidoscope or your vision
you let your head spin into nothingness, enfolded in incoherent layers of time... and you stare... and you wait...