Psychodelagasm

Thoughts streaming in and out teeth ache as untiring jaws grind heart beating hard and erratic blood screaming though the veins high emotions grab hold breathing becomes heavy but calm senses interact intensely as we rise higher into the mystic realm inside, looking out barely grasping the strands of reality outside looking in unable to recognize the things we see peaking hard over the top arriving at the cusp of up and down crashing hard to the bottom where only pieces can be found slowly we pick ourselves up gathering all the laughter and pain the only thing left to ask... When would you like to do this again?