It's been a while since I last wrote something here. A lot of things happened lately. Let me help you catch up with this poem I wrote and maybe you can help me. You'll see the poem after this letter. Thank you.
Sincerely,
Zepp
MAYDAY
It started
as a tiny seed
It’s planted
inside my head
No, it’s not
medicinal weed
Unlike what
most people said
Then this
little seed grew bigger
I watered it
with my thoughts
I deemed
that it will be better
But my
feelings, I have fought
A notion,
this bud turned into
And I tried
to manage it
But my mind
had just lost its screw
And it is
about to split
Because now,
it is a desire
A scary
contemplation
For it is
spreading like wildfire
It’s a
vicious temptation
I think you
are getting a clue
As to what
this is about
And I do not
know what to do
Right now, I’m
giving a shout
What the
fuck’s happening to me?
I’ll need a
diagnosis
What is this
thing I cannot see?
I hope it’s
not psychosis
I want to
make sense out of this
This phase I
am going through
It is not
easy to dismiss
This feeling
I have for you
Oh God, I
want to make it stop
Before I
drive myself mad
Or my logic begins
to drop
And my days,
they might get bad
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