DROPPED OFF, FELL BACKWARD AND SPUN AROUND. STOOD UP, LOOKED DOWN, SEEN MY BODY ON THE GROUND. TURNED AROUND CLOSED MY EYES TO THE BLINDING LIGHT COMING FROM THE SKY. IS THIS HEAVEN? DID I JUST DIE? OR IS IT A TRIP ON A FRIDAY NIGHT? REVERSE SPEACH I PREACH "DON'T DO DRUGS!" AS MY EYES DIALATE, I WAIT. STARING IN THE MIRROR. MY EYES LISTEN TO THE DARKNESS THAT KEEPS ME HERE. IT'S MUTE OR I DUMB. I FEEL LIKE MY ENTIRE BODY WENT NUMB. DEAF QUESTIONS ANSWER THEMSELVES.
I LAY BACK DOWN BUT WHERE? 'SWORE I LEFT MY BODY RIGHT THERE! THERE IT IS, IT'S RUNNING FROM ME AND MYSELF DESTRUCTIVE SELF. "WAIT UP! I'M NOT DONE YET! I STILL HAVE ANOTHER 5 HOURS OF FUN LEFT! IT CRIES AND I LAUGH, WE'RE WHOLE BUT ARE SEPERATE BEINGS ARE HALF. AGAIN WE BECOME ONE. THEN I REGURGITATE THE CONFUSION THAT COMES WITH ALL THE BENIFTS AND MISERY. I LOOK DEATH IN ITS NON-EXISTANT EYE. I TRY TO PRY TO DECIFIER WHY. WHAT IT'S THINKING WHAT IT HAS DONE. HELL ISN'T ONLY ON EARTH 'CAUSE YOU CAN BURN IN THE SUN.
I RIDE MY BIKE TO THE PLACE THAT I GO. I FEEL I AM MOVING FAST BUT IN ACTUALITY I MOVE QUITE SLOW. MY DESTINATION IS.... I REALLY DON'T KNOW. MAYBE TODAY I'LL GO HOME. BUT I WOULD RATHER FIND THE GREAT UNKNOWN. I SIT IN THE PLACE I SIT IN MANY OF DAYS. CONTEMPLATING THIS BIZARNESS, THIS REGISSIONAL PHASE. I TRIP ON THE STAIRS....BUT KEEP WALKING......
To all the Highfiving, Infiltrating spies,
With eye on all 4 sides, x-ray vision creep,
Walk in the knee deep creek.
Tantalizing me.
Think Don't blink,
Three rivers,
Scrutinizing,
Analizing,
Deep, Dark Thoughts,
Allies, foes.
No smoking joes.
Try and find my,
Sea level high,
Sky, ingolfed by,
Skyy
Walk,
In the dark park,
Dark park dark,
Closed eyes,
No dice at neon lights.
Try the knee level creek.
Creep,
In the knee deep creek,
Seep,
With soaking wet feet,
My days of lavish wayz
' T 'was a phase
Dazed
By maze if will be says,
My 9 lives half past,
Chase night,
Yet not by day,
Railroad tracks,
Day beds,
Green and black,
Multi coulored armani slacks,
Crap!
Last,
I am guilty,
Beholded,
Presented as if be dead.
WHERE IS MY MIND?
IT'S LIKE MY LIFE.
I KAN'T FIND IT.
I'M HIGH.
FORGOT WHY.
TRY.
CONSTANT LIES.
DEVIAS CRIES.
SUSPICION OF DESTRUCTION.
DEVESTATING CONSTRUCTION.
TERMINAL FUCTIONS.
IMPLORING CONJUCTIONS.
INTUITION.
ABUSED CONFESSIONS.
APPOLOGIZE ARE SHIT!
ALL INTEGRETIES ARE IN THE DITCH.
THEN THE MINDS SUDDENLY SWITCH.
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT ANY OF IT!
WHAT I MISSED.
EVERY FIX.
FORGET IT.
VICE ARE WARM PISS.
WORTHLESS.
LIKE PRESEDENTIAL ELECTIONS.
MY VOICE IS MY VOICE.
TO THE GOVERMENT IT'S NOTHING.
TO THE WORLD.
SOMETHING.
THE MORE I THINK ABOUT IT.
THE WORSE I GET PISSED.
THIS LIFE IS SHIT.
APPRECIATE EVERY MOMENT OF IT!
DEAD EYES OF MINE HINDERED BLIND BY A STORY TOLD IN LIES. REALTY TRIES TO FIND MY MIND, BUT WHEN I DECIDED TO HIDE, LIFE BECOMES A WILD RIDE. EXITED AND SUPRISED BY THIS METAMORPHIC SIDE. I SHOULD'VE REALIZED GETTING HIGH IS AN OVERSIGHT.
STRIKE THAT. NO WAIT....A MISTAKE.
MY FRIEND JUMPED INTO A LAKE.
BUT IT WASN'T TO LATE TO SAVE HIS LIFE.
EVEN THOUGH THEY TRIED.
REALIZE MAYBE HE WANTED IT TO BE HIS TIME...
ANOTHER STORY TOLD IN LIES.
VIEWED BY THESE BLIND EYES..........lies
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