Sounds are so much brighter
Everything looks amplified
And memories are shadier
I cant tell whats real or not
If im even high at all
or just high all the time
im scared but connected
all at once my mind opens
only to close any chance I get.
My mind clings to what
It deems real.
Is real where I was before
Or a place ive yet to have.
I jump head first
Hoping the landing is sublime
Realness, a cave opening, open
To a world lost, taken from us.
From me, and the rest if me.

Stretch my mind
Stretch my body
I have my  hands
With little to do with them.
It feels tight, needs to let lose
But I know what I need
To let go of this blockage.
This resistance of leisure,
That won’t let me sleep sound.

Save that moment
Of when I touched supreme expression,
And held a thought of myself being whole.
More complete than others dream,
I have touched the top,
Where all thoughts and conscience begins and ends.
If there ever was a beginning.
If this is just the beginning, I know there is more.
If I get enough moments, maybe I can stay.
And forever be free of this feeling,
the one that makes me feel free.