Vibe

Vibe
By: Orlando Hunldey

Sitting here tryin’ to make a rhyme
Chanting like its a ritualI need to write,
I need to think Struck with darkness,
I need to blinkEverything seems so dismal, C'mon
Think it's almost time, Sitting here like I've committed a crime
My brain, is not working
Neurological signals have eyes-a jerking
Trying to close them to manifest a rhyme
I am left with nothing the clock reboots every timeDown the pipes here it goes Neurotransmitters starts to glow
Out of the darkness from down under
A cloud appears and it begins to thunder
Word starts to foil
DRIP DROP DROP DRIP My pen begins to toil
I write, I think, I think, I write
Until I couldn't write no moreIt was a quarter to 4 and now its 5
Just when I began to feel the VIBE