Sunsets Inside of Acid Rain Drops (part) II

Ivan

Sunsets Inside of Acid Rain Drops (part) II

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Sunsets inside of acid rain drops splash onto the floor to show the hallucination erupting from my dilated brown eyes, inside a mere glimpse of my world. Under my zebra striped blanket is a universe of uncontrollable bliss that I wish to split with her, I'm sorry but no, she couldn't handle it. Now it's just me with these liquid drugs that I let drip casually on my tongue so I can once again begin the trip to the unlocked mind of a head full of projected false images of high spirits and love. Rain drops now free fall down upon my ecstasy feeling body and the drops contain the world and moon that makes the whole drug experience bring out the finest wave of intense that my insignificant drug infested mind can get. My heart, yet again, is racing so fast to beat my infected brain to create my second severe heart attack, oh well. I'll take another sunset drip so I can slowly slip inside of my dilated eyes that are going way to deep inside of this unlocked mind that holds the open gate of hallucination and of course, all of my burned out and most faded times. I am now breathing heavily focusing everything that I have so I can just breathe steadily and of course I can't stop begging, please don't stop. Please....Don't....STOP!

AAAAAAA....ok GO!

The whispers tell me to go under the star lit sky so I could collect my acid polluted mind and relax until the time goes by that I no longer have to hide from the screams of the false images that my bloodshot eyes have seen. I'll come out when I witness the amazing and beautiful world for what it really is until I blackout into my own creation of bliss and try to remember that I of course have to remember to write down ALL OF THIS. The universe is dripping on top of me, I had a thought to soak it up but instead my mind decided to tell me to run from the crime scene and that's exactly what I did. I ran until I slipped on the drips and banged my head and now heavy hallucinations are beginning to poor into my dreams as I'm knocked unconscious or maybe just asleep but nobody will ever know because I...may...never...WAKE UP!

 

  • Author: Ivan A. Villa (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 16th, 2017 00:10
  • Category: Unclassified
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