Love Poem: Lost In Trip

Lost In Trip

Looking up...looking deep, 
There is no end 
No limit of space 
A perfect blend, 
To within I sink. 
I can't blink 
I can't sleep...watching my mirror weep, 
Looking in to my own face! 
Sound unheard, undisturbed, unclear... 
Within insanity I soak. 
Bleeding my thoughts in pain, 
I swallow reality and chaos...and choke! 
I will not cry 
When I die... 
For I'm all out of fear...
My mind is gone, fled from its hole. 
I'm going insane!