Saturday, January 30, 2010

Psychedelic in my bed

Psychedelic in my bed

Psychedelic in my bed,
Can't get this awful feeling from my fucking head.
Won't move forward
Can't let go.
The downward spiral
Torturing me so.
Kaleidoscopic vision never disappears,
A rainbow of atrocity fills between my ears.
Who are you this soul I must claim as mine?
What my mind has done must be a final sign.
Abomination to polarize this personality it must be.
I am a transfixed imagined figure this world will never really see.
All that is angelic and innocent looms,
so dangerously close to my naughty hidden rooms.
Who am I, this contemporary fairy on free flight?
Yes, I think it's going to be another very long night.

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