Day-Tripping Poem by The Poet Darkling

Day-Tripping



I go day-tripping through the recent past
Feasting randomly on grand illusion
Attempting to create the perfect dream
From bits of lunacy and confusion

But most of my dreams are merely nightmares
Dressed up in velvet to hide my screaming
Woven together with silken ribbons
I can't tell if I'm awake or dreaming

So I'll find my own truth among the lies
Though all lies hurt and there's no breaking loose
We've all got to die, so choose your own way
Will you die by the sword or by the noose?

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