Hands shaking
Blurry vision
Body aching
Spiritual schism
Mind is racing
Body is freezing
To much abuse
And my lungs are wheezing
Shapes are shifting
Colors heightened
Mind uplifted
Heights are frightening
To big a drink of
the mental soda
Now my mind has gone
Super Nova

My mind is not my own
Slowly start to loose control
I am so far from my home
Deeper into the hell I go
I cannot believe my eyes
I cannot remember why
I lost touch with both space and time

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