Meth
Life moving quickly,
Reflexes out of control,
Chewing piece after piece of gum,
Smoking cigarettes one after the other.
Thinking a million and one thoughts per second.
Paranoia has the best of me,
Missing my love to the worst extent,
Typing faster than a hurricane can blow.
Sweating like a pig,
Or so it feels.
Not comprehending what others are saying,
Becoming nervous and wanting more.
-Shane Bennett
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