strike

they way you move when you sleep.
the way you look before you leap.
the strange illusions that you keep.
you don't know what I'm noticing.

I've change for the worse.
I've started to care about the curse
I've got rid of the hunger and the thirst.
I miss the old me.

go ahead and pull the trigger
end the misery but don't stop the music
it's enough to make you sick.
the audacity and the anticipation.

food for thought riddle writing.