I stay lifted like cirrus cumulus
When I’m not stoned my attitude’s tumultuous
As of late I’d gone 40 days and 40 nights
So when I toke I reach new heights
Like the cow who jumped over the moon
Chasing after my fork and my spoon
So I don’t become emaciated
Had I not previously stated
This truly seems chimerical
Simply theorical—
I meant theoretical….
Trip over my words, incredible.
Follow them down the rabbit hole
Like wait now where’d they go
Eat me, drink me? I don’t know
What if it is poison though?
Flip the script
What if I went back to being twelve
And thought maybe not to delve
Maybe not to be a fool
What if I had stayed in school?
What if I had not gone back?
Would my life be more on track?
I could continue to contemplate
But I assure me it’s far too late.

I lay in bed, my eyelids fall

Wonder if I’ll dream at all

I can envision from the past

Catapult with ease, but does not last

When thinking of a certain dream

Remember how I tried to scream

Entered room where dark prevails

Descending nightmare fills my sails

Her lifeless body clings in my head

And all my thoughts are filled with dread

Under stairs I tried to hide

Finding only glass on every side

Called for you to help me stand

But found your phone was in my hand…

Meow <3 Made by mee!

A picture of a friends kitten and me morphed together ;*