Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

   So much going on, my head is spinning. 
Can’t seem to concentrate. If I don’t have time to eat, maybe I’ll start thinning. All of these thoughts make me contemplate. 
   Even though I’ve got some downtime, I can’t seem to relax my crowded mind. 
once I get my nerves up and running, I can’t control it, I just start gunning it. 
   This is usually brought on by stress, sometimes it makes me a mess. Though I enjoy the adrenaline, I must confess. 
  I enjoy the rush, when it’s not a stressful time. Feels similar to sativa kush, or to the extreme, lines.   
   Don’t misinterpret, I don’t do hard drugs. Alright, maybe one time, when I used to hang around thugs. 
  That’s how I know I can compare that to this feeling. Dangerous things are what I find appealing.