Saturday, July 28, 2018

the hallucination life (a poem of hallucination)

I wake up one 

Morning

Everything seems like the usual

But one thing 

Is different.... 

everything is

Changing and

Alternating colours

This freaks me out 

Because I thought 

That I was on the opium. 

Or a nightmare 

So I slap myself silly

But nothing happened. 

The colours keep changing

What’s a girl supposed to do. 

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