Rush, Hurry, Worry
Madness of my life
25/07/2021
Rush, Hurry, worry
Rush,
Rush,Â
Rush,
Hurry,
Hurry,
Hurry.
My minds all mushed,
Like an over mixed Mcflurry.
I’m always running here,
Running there.
Most of the time,
I’m completely full of worry.Â
Like when your tongue feels swollen and red hot,
From spices you ingest.
Like that of bombay potatoes or even the worlds hottest curry.
So much so,
That with so much on my mind,
My vision’s not clear,
More like all blurry.
The only vision I see clearly,
Is when the stunning Liz and our kids,
Are In front of me.
I love them all so much,
I love them all dearly.
I Rush,
Hurry and worry,
As I want to please everyone and all,
All At the same time,
All the while.
I Rush,
Hurry and worry.
As you’ve never known hectic,
Unless you’ve lived this life of mine.
I Rush,
Hurry and worry just in case.
Just in case the end of each day,
Could be the last in my personal time line.
Just in case....
Hurry,
Hurry,
Hurry,
Rush,
Rush,
Rush.
So many things about this life,
Aren’t just amazing,
They’re completely lush.
Yet there’s others perplexing me,
Others that before in my mind were silent,
As when we say hush.
I’m making my own type of heaven on this Hell type earth.
It doesn’t matter that I’m not religious.
I don’t need to speak to a fiery Bush!
My head gets tense,
My muscles all over too.
Every time these twisted thoughts,
Churn my inner brain,
completely to slush!
They attack my insides,
Turning and tweaking,
Reducing my inners,
All mixed up,
in a mess of a mush!
It’s when I feel like this and other feelings alike,
In front of the world I fall,
I smile and get back on my bike.
No one can see what I carry around,
Each day on my beaten track.
Like I’m taking a lifelong hike,
With a lifes baggage on my back.
Rushing here,
Rushing there,
Rushing damn near everywhere.
All by foot,
No bike,
No trike.
I hate that in this world I’m alone,
As no one else I’m alike!
I’m 1 in 7.6 billion people,
To have these feelings and thoughts,
About my own cancer.
About my life.
I can’t slow down.
If I did I would be in reverse.
And Unfortunately for me,
It’s my cancer curse!
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Comments
Enjoyed the stylistic techniques in this. Really shines through how much effort and work you have put into this one. Loved the poetic voice.
thank you for your kind words. Sorry I haven't been posting much. Just not been well unfortunately x