That feeling is back And it's making me sick Too aggressive this time It's eating away at my brain Blasting music in my ears won't **** the pain this time I have this urge to stomp the pedal to the floor and ride 120 The crave to go fast and eat adrenaline Spoon feed that energy into the blood stream Only to fly faster And Faster AnD FaStEr AND FASTER!! Bubbling up to make my skin eerily crawl off my bones And dance before me across the room Shaking hands with your own flesh is a fulfillment A ******* perfect success A masterpiece by a mastermind But honestly The real feeling that's on my mind is the CrAsH,.-!-., Going so fast and then hitting a concrete wall That sudden STOP of your heart beating Pushing your chest to reach 32nd notes And then close line to drop dead That ******* explosion Then silence Dead ******* silence Lying there In the grass With the cold blades licking your ears S p i nn i n g B.l.a.n.k. gone
I wrote this poem and then it got deleted and i tried to rewrite it from memory...