untitled

Surrounded

I surrender to my aloneness

Mysticism is reflected in my eyes

        as reality chats with my soul

The truth is there

My Sherpa

fighting to pry my eyes open

to release them all

Into the sky

and under the earth

to meet there

        in the middle

                is such a dream

My illusions scream and wake me in the middle of the night

as fright drives me deeper upstairs

I'm pulsating

dying to shake off this jones

Obsession is a b***h that can't get laid

and gets busy by picking coins up off the floor