I guess the bug
Finally bit Me
B’Cause I got the itch
2 start writing again
Or maybe I was just
Jammed up & needed
2 turn the spigot
By drinking some THC
Then smoke’И some more
N a spliff with a torn up cigarette
2 feel the flow, shut up & go
Blows like cold wind, Whö sends
Shivers N the middle of summer
Christmas N July like Jack
Have’И a nightmare before
He gets 2 open up his layaway
Presents, bide’И time N blind eyes at
Present, as the Past ponders Future
Scars, glow’И like stars with sutures
♡Sugar☆World☮ 