Adrenaline

David Lanier
I'm addicted to adrenaline,
thriving on anxiety,
no way to tell about
the things inside of me.
Walking through the sand,
blinded by the heat,
dying from my thirst,
until again we meet.
Restlessly sleeping briefly,
wake up in a sweat.
Where am i, where am i,
seems that i forget.
Wild staring eyes,
staring into nothing.
Never you mind, i'm just
listening to the siren sing.
Amazing, amusing stress,
mind a pinball machine,
lighting, spinning, flashing,
don't know what it all means.

My Blog~Mystical Poetry, Prose, and Political Viewpoints

Published by David Lanier

Born and raised in Salt Lake City, Utah. Grew up working in the family business. Worked at the Grand Canyon in'93, and fell in love with the power of nature. Spent some time in the Army. Married for a few ye...  View profile

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  • Lucky M Diaz6/14/2010

    Thanks for sharing such insight of emotion.

  • Sue Gibson6/13/2010

    Describes me sometines.

  • Faye Fairley6/12/2010

    great poem

  • Shelly Barclay6/12/2010

    I'm the same way. :)

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