Space
I lost my soul in a portal hole
I lost my faith in outer space
I gained a voice 3 billion light years away
transmitters track my day
My followers we are in a pilgrimage, no get away
I lost my way to the space station
I lost the plot
O i had trance like visionary i could not see the spot
I asked the spaceman which way to mars
But he just laughed at me
My judgement was indispair
I talked a lot to paranoia
And we signed in blood to destroy her
They want to own me
Disown me
U should no my followers
Now there is no turn
Just the galaxy
Where is my portal
I hitch a lift on a shooting star
And land in psychiatry
Copyright © Isla Brailsford | Year Posted 2019
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