Infinite Insanity
ok here goes.... be gentle guys 😛
Lines form illegible illusions known only to me
The cloud has dropped signaling the falling of the sky
I am not the first to be trapped in this fog,
But at this moment none of them matter
I have seen too many painted images promising greatness
Colors intertwined on a silver screen
They have filled me with dreams followed by a disclaimer
Absolute euphoria or uttter despair
Then one further, for the images are unattainable in reality
And reality is the hell in which I must roam
So I shall create my own euphoria
Chemistry shall provide nirvana
Altering the conciousness shall be my salvation
No matter what the cost
That has allowed me to create
That has allowed me to conjure images all my own
As flesh turns to dust, the colors will merge
Truth & beauty from pioneering
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Bruised & Bloodied Skin
O, How my soul covets physical pain
Tolerable pain is that with an origin
Pain from that never empty well of despair
Is maddening
Irony plays a cruel game
My thoughts envy that hurting fascia
Though they are what necessitated the injury
A few seconds of burning will lead to
A flying and unfearful pshyche
So the injury is inflicted
Then a few minutes of mind pacing waiting
Seconds drag out like hours
Then, at last! The reprieve
Flying, floating, Painless indifference
So what if there is no enlightenment, no love, no art, no insight....
There is no pain