There's this place called earth I could visit someday,
but I'm stuck in a daydream and I like it that way.

Maybe I'm afraid of a harsh, fatal fall
But when I get off this cloud, I'll visit you all

There's a place on a cloud where I live every day
Please, oh please, don't take it away.

Reality is vanquished
by the utter darkness.
The world is constantly
shifting--a pendulum
swinging across the sky.

But with no evidence,
this phenomenon can't claim you.
It remains obstinately
theoretical and the fugue
triumphs.

Only landing
can prove you ever
took off.

I am empty.
The void inside
Fills to the brim,
Overflows with things
I have lost.
My rationality.

These words tell my story.
The one I cant tell.
The colors I see,
Auras.
The beings I see,
Shadows.

Not one person
Feels the same.
I am proof.
Fear, Sadness,
The longing
To be normal.

Leave me be,
Or I will go
Insane.
Constant distraction.
Falling apart.
Drifting away.

Slowly.
Gently.
Slipping
Into the darkness
That consumes my mind.
Fighting for one last breath.

How do I fight myself?

Tiled white floor.
Off-white walls.
Lights are half off,
So is my brain.

Dragged by the ankles and kicked while I'm down

Falling
           and
                Falling
                          and
                               Drowning
                                               by
                                                 now

Pushed me into the water, the lava, the hell

Pushing
             and
                  Pushing
                              and
                                   Killing
                                           Myself

Saved by an angel whose touch is a curse

Why
   Couldn't
                They
                        Just
                             ****
                                   Me
                                       First?