Methylphenidate

You tricky f****r, you.
I don't think my colors are right,

Swishy swishy,

Swishy swashy,

Black to blue

Red to purple

Everything to everything...else.

I'm going to die

I'm going to f*****g die

My pulse is so wrong

My blood is boiling

But I feel so cold

Surely I'm going to die

I'll have a heart attack

I'm going to die

I'm gonna die

I'll die

Of course I'll die

Die

Die...

Reviews

[Ahmad Cox]

You give a really strong description and I can feel it through your poem.

[James William Dyer]

That is exactly how Ritalyn makes me feel. Good job on the description of this narcotic. The end line, though, seems too anticlimatic