deepundergroundpoetry.com
Kurt Cobain
I'm doing my best Kurt Cobain, My mind is insane
I'm pumping all this junk straight to my veins,
No bunk to sleep on, mind going thump...thump
just one more bump to get me through the day,
No sunshine...just dark days,
To many times trying to recooperate
Nose runny...fever through the the roof,
My mind is going insane
Blurry vision...bringing on the hulicinations
I can't breath, where to go
Left...right...straight,
Just lying between to ferns
Slowly dropping under,
It's to intense, up chuck coming,
No tums in reach
My mind is insane.
I'm pumping all this junk straight to my veins,
No bunk to sleep on, mind going thump...thump
just one more bump to get me through the day,
No sunshine...just dark days,
To many times trying to recooperate
Nose runny...fever through the the roof,
My mind is going insane
Blurry vision...bringing on the hulicinations
I can't breath, where to go
Left...right...straight,
Just lying between to ferns
Slowly dropping under,
It's to intense, up chuck coming,
No tums in reach
My mind is insane.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 0
reading list entries 0
comments 1
reads 827
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.