Lost In Trip
Looking up...looking deep,
There is no end
No limit of space
A perfect blend,
To within I sink.
I can't blink
I can't sleep...watching my mirror weep,
Looking in to my own face!
Sound unheard, undisturbed, unclear...
Within insanity I soak.
Bleeding my thoughts in pain,
I swallow reality and chaos...and choke!
I will not cry
When I die...
For I'm all out of fear...
My mind is gone, fled from its hole.
I'm going insane!
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