darkfey

Chemical Candy

I wish I
Had somewhere to go,
A bowl to pack,
A line to blow.

A feeling to feel
Or just a thought,
Something to think about,
I know I forgot.

My want, to want,
- A need to need-
Someone is growling
The beast needs to feed.

My mind is incased
In a ground glass-shard maze.
Twisting and cutting,
Getting lost here for days.

I panic I search around for my exit
Looking about for anyway out;
But my maze is a sphere,
I cry and I shout.

Echoes reverberate the meter is quicker-
My times running so short.
Fuck you my savior!
My witty retort.