Too Much (Probably never) My head is spinning, My heart pounding, Skin crawls, body falls. Hair grows longer, Eyes start to wander. Legs shake, body aches. Can’t move, can’t sit still. It’ll never be enough, But always too much. When will I ever Give up the whole bunch? Who knows Probably never. These are from my old collection of poems, maybe I should start writting again with some more positive inspiration versus my drug influenced writting...
