Overhead! Poem by Vishz Embassy

Hell! I’m gonna die here.
Overhead, I see a lot of torque
she’s killing me! Muscular nights have
solitary is the ache
I need help… supple malignance
mist bleaks my blink.
She was just a sink; an orthodox flick
hit my heart hard… a wink!

Hell! I’m gonna die here.
Overhead, I see my death race prank
Sounds like mamma, “are you fine? ”
My soul’s rage has reached her age
are you really a mirage?
What was all that?
I feel my senses flow through the crowd
metal! The bang pushes me farther.

Hell! I’m gonna die here.
Overhead, I see my last poetic strand
stretched it is for a snitch is near.
I never felt this way, this hard, this core!
Through a funnel, I reached this tunnel
you were narrow! That hurt my wick
now I’m used to it
the pain! Enumerates my desire… I’m high!