Alone With My Thoughts
Alone with my thoughts-
My Mind concocts
A thousand, million, billion dots
Connecting through my Brain
Colors spread through the depths of my Head
Then I wondered, "Am I dead?"
For no one ever said-
The Truth could hold such pain!
*An old experimental type piece written on LSD; the rhymes are meant to be irregular (I suppose lol)
Copyright © Just That Archaic Poet | Year Posted 2013
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