Maybe it’s a gas leak,

(Ominous constant words hissing into silence
everything you think I am in your
candyfloss world – clenching my (stuck up) teeth together.
I became jaded far too fast than is the norm;
curiosity– my asbestos/cocaine/addiction
white powder polish that I apply vigorously and
I rip myself from a childhood
too impatient to finish.)

Call the fire brigade,
it could be
Serious.