i am in dying need of the rush.
nobody can tell me to hush
it has been so many years since i am stoned
without the rush i feel so alone
granted that i have the cat
whos always there to soothe me when i am mad
nothing is enough
i need to get rough
i am in dying need of the rush
please, i need to blush
to make me sane
and to keep me on the lane
o'Allah what do i have to do to get the rush
do i have to brush?
or do i have to crush?
i can feel that my world is dying
but so far not yet crumbling
and if you are wondering
i myself dont know what i am talking
maybe after a scary movie
ill be back on my path dont you worry.
3 comments:
darn
i'm jealous of u..
at this moment u can still
be poetic???wut a~~~~
chill babe..
i know...
exactly...
tho i'm not a cat :P
ok...
it seems easier to put my thoughts into poem rather than into one long heart-wrenching and nerve-wrecking essay.
you are definitely a cat :P
meow :D
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