Suspended in purgatory,
taunt like the string on the fate's weave of life.
A soul hanging above the fiery pits of hell,
looking straight at its own horror.
Confessions made in the madness mind state,
dragging its body's limp carcass up the steep cliff.
Slip and stumble,
is it really worth the...
"two steps forward one step back" motion?
Starvation and thrist cripple your walk,
stagger close to the edge.
World spinning,
vision blurred,
nothing is firm.
Psychedelic hallucination,
with florscent lighting and tracers,
characters and people,
conversations and thoughts that aren't really there.
All sending messages to your subconcious,
images flash across your dream's eye
Author notes
Based on a VERY bad acid trip
Written April 22nd, 2006
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i liked it but it seems like youre trying alittle too hard..
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thx..yea u wouldn't even believe
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that must have been some strong sh*t!!!LOL I like this though good job!
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