TO BE LOST

To be lost in a world
of crying confusion;
bewilderment, fear
and drug induced delusion.

The world around you
just comes and goes,
drifting through fog
and dense falling snow.

Every beat of your heart
sends a dizzying pulse
of tainted blood,
too strong to repulse.

The ground beneath
your aching feet
starts to tremble and shake,
you're feeling weak.

You fall but never
hit the giddy ground,
just watch it spinning
round and around.

A whirling leaf,
as the Jenny falls
and you cry, in vain,
at the pain in your calls.

With a featherlight touch
and a sigh so soft,
you finally reach the floor,
the wild world spins aloft.

To be lost in a world
of crying confusion;
bewilderment, fear
and drug induced delusion.




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Written by Darren Scanlon, April 2014.
Revised 17th February 2016.
© 2016 Darren Scanlon. All rights reserved.
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Image courtesy of www.phoebusonline.com

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