Tuesday, October 25, 2011

the rush

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:

Miss R said...

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...

Ms Kamilah said...

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

Miss R said...

meow :D