Lucid (Loose I.D) Poem by Stuart Cuthbert

Lucid in my mind

Flash bang to the brain
A crash to the senses
Again and again
Sensation no motivation
Is this hallucination

Sitting in a cold room
Man I got the shivers
Like a washed out womb
My umbilical forgiveness
Drowning in the hatred
Flooding my emotions
Nothing here is sacred
Just a lovely little notion

Summoning a demon
From my hell within
God I must be dreaming
But I’ll never give in
My eyes may deceive me
Its all black and white
I feel a little queasy
As I finally take flight

Drag me kicking and screaming
Through these lonely lonely halls
My head is dancing dancing
As I fall through the walls
I am a flower a seed an everlasting entity
You may knock me off my feet but you’ll never change my destiny

It started with a show off
A stranger and a thief
Things you wouldn’t know of
Been passed around for free
These tiny little tablets
With a picture for a name
Like mixed up little rabbits
With headlights in their brains


Hallucinations
Hallucinations


My muscles are uncontrollable
My pupils are dilated
My mind is inconsolable
Oh these visions its created