Expressive Delusions

It’s takes two to three seconds for me to justify

How this world of mine came to that point I can’t no longer simplify

So much for the illusions and hopeful dreams of mine

Wishful thinking with a bottle of wine

Can someone pull me out of this thick blanket of water

That is full of delusions and sounds I just can’t utter

But there’s a part of me that also wished to just be drowned

In this eternity of sweet figment I have found

That for a moment, I can live with this imaginations

Successive thinking without any restriction or limitations

Continuously thinking how “this” should be “that”, without the word “not”

Fantasies in a written paper using my playful words as a knot.


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