Fast movement and
slow vision;
head buzzing.
Actually,
body buzzing.
Bad trypung and
double vision is
too easy.
Head feels like its fallen already,
though it's held up
by my own strength.
Though, I know I have none;
difficulty keeping eyes open.
Feet are slow,
music is loud.
I'm going to dance.
YOU ARE READING
Poems of my Mind
PoezjaThese are a collection of poems that I have written in my spare time and at University. They're in practically chronological order from 2009 - present day (except the first couple) so the most recent updates WILL be more thought-out and poetic. But...
