Reality Slipping Away Day to Day

Losing touch with reality
Just becoming another causality
As my body drifts further and further away
Gone all day
Lost wandering and powdering
Lifes great mysteries
And great miseries
A state of meaning
One
Comfortly numb
I have become
One
Glowing lumenestic purple light
That off set my dark room with such delight
As faces appear
Feeling of others are near
Some I hold dear
And some I fear
People people all around
Continuous rambles and busles of sound
being in every inch pound per pound
while I sit here
drinking my beer
furiously writing
alone by myself
alone here up on this self
closing the door
out the light
the rope pulls tight
sounds of whispers
wander wallowing threw
only if you knew
what I do to find my way to you
wandering deeper and deeper down this rabbit hole
passing he mole
darkness feels cold
as I begin to grow old
so this story has be told
time to end
from the begin
good bye
hope I don’t die