Trips

Trips

A Poem by Jeremiah Medina
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a little herbal inspired poetry... haha

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Enlightenment
Joy, bliss and ecstasy
Breathing, deeply loving everything
Temporarily made stupid
By the exact same thing
Laughter erupts
Randomness amazed
And dreams die down...
into the darkest days
Perfection in your thoughts
You're right and they're all wrong
Original insanity
You've lost the love you had
Desire for it
Now an addict is abused
But you can't feel it anyway
A numbness thats confused
Abandoned to your own thoughts
Hallucinations come when your alone
And every thoughts confusing
And every feeling kills
Smile awkwardly
To the passer by
He nods and stares
As you kill him just in time
Violence is your maker
The sin becomes the cure
and everything replaced
Your destruction is no more.
Madness is your friend now
Sanity just brings you down
Your completely fucked up
As the psycho with a frown.
You are still left breathing
You just couldn't die
As reality crumbles
The sun and moon collide
The world melts under you
A great surprise, your mouth left gaping open
Your just way to different
You can not disguise
Recognize your abnormality
The acceptance that your strange
Complete, unique and slightly crazy
Everything will be okay.

Trip 2

I lose my senses
My mind floats away
I stare at the floor
Watching it scroll under me
Wide eyed in wonder
Light blinds away
Hallucinations fill my mind
As I kill my brain

© 2008 Jeremiah Medina


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This made for a wonderful read. I love the flowing feel of this as it carried like the wind or a soft whisper in my ear. I think this was so perfectly written as it gave a reader such a vivid image of something more than just words on a page. I love the connection I could feel to it.


Great Job!!!!!

Posted 15 Years Ago


nice vocab.......... i liked this poem........ dont smoke 2 much dont want you to go toooooooo brain dead hahaha nice work

Posted 15 Years Ago


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Jeremiah Medina
Jeremiah Medina

In the Woods, TX



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I Am Me. Not a tree. Not a dream or submarine. I am happy. I am Free. I am laughing, At disbelief. Living life, Lovin beats. I am me This is it. more..

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