Bad Trip Poem by Ray Quesada

Bad Trip

Rating: 4.5


Vigorously hallucinating on acid
I, terrified, watched my beloved brother
tear his face, and cry tears of blood-
I cried
They panicked
And had to call my mother.
-3: 33 a.m.,7-26-2013 -

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lyn Paul 25 August 2013

This I say would be a road you would not want to take again. thank you Ray and may you be on the road to no pain just pure happiness

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