Sick & ParanoidA Poem by Abhishek IzyA pop culture insight into a mind so confused at its failures that it keeps looping back to itself with no progression whatsoever.Night looks so dead, like it feels so cold in my head, Ahead, looks so dark & growing. I better run instead. Panting, I do. True, yet still standing, not understanding. Confused like my brain's starving, and time is f*****g warping. The madness in me is crowning. Frowning, I break in all sweat. F**k me, I'm maybe Sun-downing. Life wasn't straight, yet great. Like it was just yesterday. Yay, was lil fun. Now clearly undone,the bullet's outta gun. Its crazy, all I thought. I definitely wasn't hitting home run. Standing I'm and yet so falling in, Sin, god damn its crawling on my skin. And I looks so fucked,and its still f****n Honey, must say,you looked like a shooting star, from so far. And f**k then I wished, till you flew closer. An inferno at war. See, and you blew on me. And now ain't stoppin f*****g my scar. Trailblazing, like the northern lights. Strikes, from the heights. I'm so dead, yet it fights.All's left is what you bled. And now you're so cold. And stare, not that you f****n care. Bare. And naked, I wriggle and crawl in front of a thousand glare. Caught in some festival of hell, pretending like it aint no fair. I crib, while you walk out with some millionaire. Maybe I'll shut up now, trying somehow Allow, to settle in some peace. And now, As you leave me in smoke, I wish thee Ciao!! © 2019 Abhishek IzyFeatured Review
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2 Reviews Added on January 5, 2019 Last Updated on January 5, 2019 Tags: Rap, Pop Culture, Emotions, Rhyme, Paranoia, Confused, Dope, Love, Failures, Psychedelic AuthorAbhishek IzyBengaluru, IndiaAboutHello Everyone, This is Abhishek Kumar, and I had an old profile here which isn't accessible anymore under the pen name "AbhishekIzy". Hence creating an entirely new profile, though I might be import.. more..Writing
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