Lysergic
You were there, in both reality and dream.
Bringing the facts right back to me.
My mind twisting through death and life,
the present, getting harder to come by.
Screamed in the rain down on my knees,
while the flood came pouring out of me.
I had you there, but I was still alone.
Struggle must always come back home.
Bending the shapes, up in the heat.
I wondered if they had ever loved me?
Had I been there? Had I done that?
Where was my mind? Would it come back?
I was born again, at lightning speed,
as reality was granted back to me.
You were there; the killer, and the crutch.
I'm done now, I think I've had too much.
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