The Sick DimensionA Poem by Cobblestone TravelerWhere do we go when we slip out of our minds?
I'm suddenly not strong anymore
Brambles, stifling and overgrown Gasping, grasping, the ground opens up I'm dragged into the vast unknown Vines vanish and eyes open Enveloped in midnight-blue eternity Grid lines and formulas embedded in white Deafening silence, harrowing uncertainty This strange universe denies my matter Lost in the void, the chaos sets in I'm floating, yet I'm also confined Craving release but bound in my skin © 2018 Cobblestone TravelerReviews
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