Waiting

Everytime we runnin round I want it now and say it how you want it to the summit of the sonnet now, do it now. 

Wow. 

Pull it pullin pill in my stomach...like, a, drug. Said I don't want it under my bonnet it's burning and chemically turning... like, a, drug. Funnily funny I funnel fennel like fentanyl, end it all, to the want it alls, on it all, one for all, sunny Hall, Monday fall, carnival. Said in a sentiment how, sand in a sediment now, mending like medical wow. Wow wow wow. 

Running the day, like a marathon. Every day like I am the one. Loving the love cause I got it all. Running home. Writing this poem. 

Where none of that is true anymore. 

None of this.. Waiting...

Woo.

None of this... Hating and fading down. 

Close to waking down 

Woo. 

So I take it from the Baker like I'm making the bread. 

Running from my favourite lyrics like a day of the dead. 

Cinemising appetizing poisoning drugs I am fed.

None of this is sympathizing with the ways in my head. 

And I hide from all my life like a living lead light. 

Randomising alliterising random words in my mind. 

Sudden climb to the top and sudden fall drop. 

From the top to the bottom. Bottom to top. Rock!