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When I'm high my ideas distort in a perverted movement.
When I'm high I don't want my mom to see my eyes.
At least without eye drops popped in concealing what I've done,
who I've been.
When I'm high I shamefully admit to my psychologist.
When I'm high I open my mind and channel spirits.
When I'm high I sometimes hate who I am inside.
Conclusions just mean cycles.
No more subjects everything is titles.
I peer out of my body I appear to be glowing
but all my visions have lost their luster.
The shine dims before my eyes.
In this period of life the world took me for a ride
around the darkness.
It's sadness was so tragic because it spelled out the "S",
materialized as snake,
symbolizing infinity,
punching my heart directly.
When I'm high I say these things,
I tap unto a familiar part of myself
that won't give space for the whole.
When I'm high I feel guilty because
it's hard for me to say no anymore.
&on; the count of three, we laid out our flaws and
they mirrored each other perfectly-
when i tried to take mine back
i gathered some of yours (and it was
an accident, i swear, but i don't mind
carrying them for you)

i know how heavy you must feel
we have the same scar above our right knee.
Midnight dream
inconceivable desires.
The denizens of a simple town
In a world of complication.
I want, I need to find
a primitive land far beyond.
Far-fetched, chimerical.
My decree, to search
high and low,side to side.
For a place where I can be free.
From stipulation that seems to be
A birthright, a curse made out to seem like
a gift, as though we asked for this?
oh Mortification, all I ask is to be
unlatched from this leash
the world so generously strapped
around my neck. That is my
Magnificent Obsession**.
When I wake up, my skin will be golden,
the wolves wont be hungry,
the wind will be sleeping
my back will lie flat against the lace trim
of a dream and my pockets
will be full to the brim with pennies
and trinkets, catching light pretty.
In the premature summer sun
they will feel heavy, but I'd never dream
of mentioning any ache
now I feel happy to know sleep from wake.

— The End —