Box; Insanity

By mistake I took the wrong medication and overdosed on Sansert, which is a hallucinogen. I was very messed up, ALL DAY, paranoid, suspicious, over thinking, sick, dizzy, and this is how I felt.

The wind zips by and hits me hard,

I'm sick and I played the wrong card.

I stumble forward but I'm not really going anywhere,

I have to vommit, someone hold my hair.

I took too many pills, I don't feel so great,

I forgot how to love and hate.

What's happening to me? I can see the air,

this is giving me quite the scare.

I stand and look in the mirror, not liking what I see,

My pupils are huge, how can this be?

I'm loosing my head, everything is fuzzy,

Someone tell me who am I?

I don't like this, I'm going to die.
I gasp, sunlight streaking through my window; Too bright.
I don't feel good, my head is too light.
The clock ticks but it's just swirling around,
my feet fly fast when their touching the ground.

Move your hand side ways, it looks like it's up,

Twisting and turning, I look into a cup.

I fall forward, it's all topsy and turvy;

Look at that sign instead of straight, it's curvy.

Everything is clouded, my mouth can't keep up with my words,

Nothing is what I heard.

I stand up, I feel small,

lay out on the ground I'm too, too tall.

Where are these voices coming from?

Water! I really need some.

Everything hurts, but I can't feel it.

Am I making sense? Please let this end.

I'm tired of looking at everything turn and bend.

My heart beats slowly, please let me live,

I'm sorry God that I have nothing to give,

but let this go away and I'll change my ways,

Oh no, one minute turns into days.

How long have I been like this? A year now, maybe two?

I'm loosing myself, I need someone, but who?

I'm not sane right now, I can't think straight at all;

I'll just float into my room then fall,

straight into my bed, squeeze my eyes shut, pray to God that I can keep my mind,

I hope he wants to be kind.

But I can't stand this box I'm in right now,

I want to get out but I don't know how.

Just tell me that I'm not condemed to this disaster!

I'm begging for the time to move faster,

but maybe this is how I am forever...

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Ignore my spelling and grammar because I did write this when I was coming down off the medication and I was still a bit messed up.