Psychedelic Chaos

I smell the filth rising out of the sun
this intrepid taunt that lures me to endless rage
Such a terrible silence, will it ever let me be?
Without a doubt there lies remorse in the image of me.

In the mirror i look into eternal madness
Cascades of schizophrenia find their way to my mind.
The voices only distract me from what is left to find.
Sounds of psychedelic paranoia fill the air with the ashes of another tomorrow twisting in the ether.
Patterns seem to pass me by with what resembles a LSD trip in the blink of an eye. My spine then trembles and begins to contort forward and back wards in last resort.

then spins the chaos of a world torn apart twisting and turning back to the start. This crippled silence amends me to bleed, from the fathomless power i plant the seed; to remind me of dreams i wish came to life, but this experience is to intense where i grasp this knife. Find me apposing everything that i love, with an eternal slumber shot down from above. Can you comprehend a conundrum so deep?, that pure life is too much for a coma like sleep. Its depth is so far to the insecure eye you see nothing but darkness and begin to go blind.

This is psychedelic Chaos where time slowly bends into a twisted circus you refuse to descend. Resistance is futile no way to believe, the things you are seeing but theres no way to leave. Trapped and bound by the chains of this trip into in the Courageous world you slowly slip.