High un-expectations

may add more to this

Creatures are crawling up my sleeve
I breath to hard, and give a dry heave
The room is spinning and turning grey
I try to think but it fades away
I stop to scream but I choked
I feel like crap i’m being provoked
Handed the devils mug, I take a sip
My life has gone on an acid trip
We took a wrong turn and landed in hell.
I’m too high to care so I guess, oh well.