Precious, yet brittle like a fiddle.
Delicate, frail, alas cracked in the middle.
Riddled by plagues, plagued by a riddle.
Critically acclaimed yet worshipped by little.
Pill popper’s delight.
Stage fright amongst a plethora of other might
be reason why to be bothered by losing plenty
sight on this fortnite.
Smothered.
Ballistic provisions. Canon-like fodder.
Apparently parentless, fatherless mothers.
Currently currency-blessed, call me Dollar.
Urgently triggered like mercury, son-of-a…
High roller.
Diet Cola.
Sugar is your cocaine-deprived patroller.
Follow my voice despite pain.
Follow my Royce up my lane.
Follow-up choices remain.
Followed by horses through rain.
Sanity was the place you thought you craved.
Serenity was a fable purposely misplaced.
Neither way is right or wrong,
life is like your all-time favourite song.
Best be proud of what you did ánd didn’t do.
Messed up shrouds are what’re killing you.
Silent or loud, powered by flawed sounds,
portrayed by siren-wielding crowds are best left allowed.
I’m telling you.
I’m telling me.
A tale is best preserved by novelty.








Great job with the rhyming in this… engaging… carried me along…
Thank you for reading/listening!
Brilliantly penned, Drieks. Incredible lyrics my friend. Tight rhymes, incredible wordplay, great phrasing, nicely done. Also dig the music. Appreciate you.
Damian
Thank you so much Damian!
I’m so happy you like it! 🙏🏻
This is so good. I can hear this as an opening to a show.
Thank you so much Fia!
Love this couplet
“Sanity was the place you thought you craved.
Serenity was a fable purposely misplaced.”
You have some great lines in this piece.
Thank you so much DK ❤️