Being lost in a dream,
Although lucid and supreme,
It becomes more.
It surpasses all that my eyes have seen and
Encompasses all the worlds,
Where my mind has been
Tomorrow does not exist
Yesterday is never there, here is where
I prepare to repair the damage done
By the snare of despair,
As I continue my fall to oblivion, to the castle fortress
Of dark and dampened air
This dream, a deadly vision
Bordering the obscene
Creating a state of mind to
Corrupt to be conceived
Being lost in a dream,
Unbounded lucidity in a world
Of psychedelic clarity
Is where you’ll find me unfurled?
Daniel Richards
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/1-dreamy-psychosis/
