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perhaps my poetry was lacking =) (i tried)

undead

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i wrote this about 4 years ago when i was tripping with my friend in my room. this trip was fun, but horrific at times. wasnt by any means a BAD trip, but sometimes, i just wished it would end. ever since that night... when it's silent... i hear people yelling my name as if ive done something wrong. hehe it's odd i tell ya but kinda neat at the same time. this is why i ALWAYS have music playing hehe! so my poetry was a little fledgling but hey... i was actually STILL on the drug hehe.
though i love this realm, it has no time
all my words and thoughts come out in rhyme
never before have i felt quite like this
my life is passing slowly before my eyes
deja vu mocks me, the realism and sanity provokes
my thirsty self, the dryness of my mouth
terrorizes me, nothing left to see
it wares down, slow and torturous, my eyes are inkblots
the iris is gone, much like my mind, how can it go on
hours pass like days, my mind is such a haze
frames of trails passing in a phase
the insanity sends me into an unstable craze
i lay back and close my eyes
sooner or later i'll realize
...i fucked up
my senses are all mixed
my emotions are all fixed,
to my standards
scared and wondering i look at the sky
the whirling vortex of color begins to die
nothing left to do but wait
sitting in bed... then lying awake
it's about damn time it's all gone away
but i dont mind, such a relief
 
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