An Everyday Effect Poem by Barlot ...

I woke up from one dream into another
Nothing felt
Nothing real.
There is no me today, so to say
But looks are quite deceiving-
An outer shell trapped in hell
But an IQ elsewhere
If anywhere...
Somewhere other than here.
Is it a personality borderline?
Or have I really just lost my mind?
Reward of redemption-
Revenue's a killer.
There is no way to avoid this mediocrity
Stuck for months in this treacherous pergatory.
I want to say I hate it
But quite frankly, I don't feel much today
Say what you may,
Say something of guidance
Here you have it...silence
Divided by 3.14...
What the hell is this all for?
It takes an ego to understand it
But requires nothing to reprimand it
The outcomes lie accordingly
In the outward planes of the IV quadrant
Who knew?
Who knows?
It's like being caught in a nightmare and trying to scream-
No one can save you from your imagination
From your dreams
The stingrays still prevelant and multiplying
You watch yourself slowly dying
But the coma of sleep is the excuse you keep replaying
All I'm saying-
When they hanged Saddam Hussein
The fuel for my creativity went up twelve cent a gallon.
This war is driving me insane
Vietnam, Iraq, it's all the same
When I took that acid to avoid being drafted
I never knew I would lose my brain
And only gain...
A sick disillusion.