In Dreams (poetic)

In dreams
you taste the cocaine rain,
and frolick through opium fields.
If you look up high into the light heroin sky,
it all seems endless, so real.
Eat the precious marijuana fruit,
ripe and sweet like always.
Let it sink it, take it all in.
In dreams
be happy and carefree.
Skip these meth crystals
into the rivers of esctasy,
so clear and iridescent.
In dreams
take a risk.
There’s a chance
you may never wake up again.

By *Methane*

Basically, I am in love with music, mostly consisting of punk, alternative, and classic rock. Hah, I don't really know what else to put, maybe it's because I'm far too ordinary.