"BLACK; MAGIC"

it's about time
the black potion hits my conscience
luring my gastro acid
entering the pores
dispersing into my blodcells
pushing the heart to beat faster
creating a burning sensation on my chest
and throat
like a gun pressing my brain
threating it so it thinks faster
then the image, the tought, the creation
just fly over my heavy and getting heavier
but cold, head
so much of them
praise ALLAH for HIS gifts upon me
THE INTELLIGENCE, THE MERCYFULL, THE LOVING
yet so hard for me to catch them all
my memory is too short to remmember
my hand is too stiff to write
yet my fascination make me stun