Tuesday, April 8, 2008

The Flashing Lights

All I can see are flashing lights,
Everything is happening frame-by-frame,
It's all so surreal,
Like an out-of-body experience,
Of the horrid kind...

Nothing in that room makes sense,
Everything is slowed down and mixed up,
Thoughts and feelings are disorientated,
Everything your soul once wanted,
Is replaced by a new, unexpected desire...

Reality and clarity are completely lost,
Amidst the blinding flashing
And the confused thoughts
Of a mind usually sure of itself,
Only on occasion, do doubts creep in...

There's laughing and crying,
There's drinking and lying,
Clarity and confusion side-by-side,
Sense is no longer distinguishable,
And through it all...

The lights keep flashing...
Helping no one...
Confusing everyone...

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