I'm addicted to adrenaline,
thriving on anxiety,
no way to tell about
the things inside of me.
Walking through the sand,
blinded by the heat,
dying from my thirst,
until again we meet.
Restlessly sleeping briefly,
wake up in a sweat.
Where am i, where am i,
seems that i forget.
Wild staring eyes,
staring into nothing.
Never you mind, i'm just
listening to the siren sing.
Amazing, amusing stress,
mind a pinball machine,
lighting, spinning, flashing,
don't know what it all means.
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This is such a deep and moving poem
ReplyDeletegreat descriptive poem like it very much :))
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