Ever since I was fourteen I had indigo visions.
I flew to London, Paris, Amsterdam and made decisions
that opened up my eyes like I visited opticians.
I debated the corruption and corrupted politicians;
Fell in love with myself, pushing me and I aside
till the day I saw the trinity myself with my own eyes,
and it wasn't just hallucinations that were truly changing
my perception of this world in which people are truly strange and
sometimes they are too kind, sometimes just overly ugly.
Sipping straight out of the bottle, I hear the neck screaming out 'Hug me!'
That's my demons playing dirty fucking mind games from a distance.
All it takes is one good night and one good dance and in an instant
you get flung into a mindset I know well and can relate to,
where the voices in your head tell you nightly that they hate you;
In the morning they address you like they love you like no other.
People say the sky's the limit, demons tell you it's the gutter.
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Poetry goes well in the Blockchain Poets community. The OCD community is only meant for posts that don't fit in anywhere else. It's always a good idea to check out different Communities before posting. Especially into the OCD community.
Great! Thanks a lot! Will check it out! Last time I was looking at the communities on here, there weren't many that focused on Poetry so I resorted to OCD and what not. Thanks again!