short poems

your faces contorted

the walls are distorted

as i'm transported

you're teleported

parrellel deminsion

wasn't my intension

this sickening vision

of a world in suspension

we all float away

to our dismay

this wasn't the day

to let myself fade

a warp in time

in the blink of an eye

losing my mind

but i feel fine

are you still there

blank faces stare

without a care

grasping for air

i'm starting to slip

and lose my grip

this crazy shit's

an intense trip

what's wrong with me

did you just see???...

no, couldn't be.

just the LSD.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

7-3-10... wasn't even trippin... dunno where it comes from sometimes


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couldnt help but smile when i read this. brought back some good memories

The only problem with the story carved on your chest, is its hard to read when your missing your ribs..