PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

reality can be forgotten
but artificial can stay within
its better than the real things
its different and of course it will end
although i want it again and again
a sense of gain is what i thought
i feel more powerful than before
where did this come from?
it just pores and pores and pores
from my eyes i can see whats not
but i feel theres chills all over
from my head down to my very toes
how does this play the game?
i need to know so i can be the very same
i tell and tell and tell but this was my fault
i get scared of being alone and lost
lost in this unfamiliar world
my curiosity takes over
i dive in to get some more
these hallucinations call for some attention
so attention is what i sought
i fought them at first
but then i wanted to feel what they felt
and so that is what i got