...Tripped Visions

By SolApathy

Lights in this vison unfold
Baked to the point of losing control
Twisted visions as super-powers emerge
This last hit of weed has taken me to the verge
Melodramatic time-warp controls
I take my memories to places new and old
Regrets unfold
Tearing a hole in this once patched soul
Glance at mistakes made
Rewound and replayed
Thought this trip was supposed to be fun
Finding myself alone-- my memories a loaded gun
Take one deeper hit - - Begin coughing fit
Six times the dose has brought me so close
Darkness of my inner control
Robotic decisions of unemotional -cold
I am the leviathan in my dreams
Begging to be fed by my own screams
I see myself for what I am
I am the cancer of man
Weed induced visions portray
I am the harbinger of death and decay
How the hell did weed tell me this today?
Need to take just one more hit to find the ending
Time-warp me back to the beginning
Before I was me
Prevent I from ever coming to…Be

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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Tuesday, January 2, 2018.     Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

...Twisted the knife of memories buried deep...It was your mistake to take a peek
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  • ToxicLove On Friday, December 15, 2017, ToxicLove (39)By person wrote:

    Begging to be fed by my own screams. So much reality in this line. My own soul begging for more as I read on. Great write, thanks for sharing, ~ Toxic Love ~

  • Cassette On Monday, December 11, 2017, Cassette (1144)By person wrote:

    oh, the coughing fits...


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