Jun 10, 2007 20:06
Rought Draft:
I retreat to the fantasy in my mind,
the fog and tangles of my perception,
thoughts triggered and fueled by the LSD that clings to my cracked and blistered throat.
i submerge in the water , lusting after the blade.
my drunken state tricks my security,
my lips red, swollen and throbbing.
The people dance in their singed and tattered rags,
wrapped in their plastic narcissism, feeding their greedy appetites
the candyman comes and dispenses the cure for everyons disability
lucid minds swim in the field of orchids.
i fear being lucid, i fear what i have to live.
ive quit waiting for the fairytale society branded into my junkie mind
stain glass eyes with heart shaped lashes
judge my broken and disoriented personality....
its not ifnished yet.