Blue Diesel from Ketamine (EP) by Rhadical Dwellings

I can't move
I feel like the outside world is moving without me
I'm trapped inside this closed minded society
With a lucid brain that's seeking a warped reality.

I'm a dreamer but Im a realist about my dreams. And people don't like to accept when they are face pounded to concrete with reality of the way the world is.

I have been a prisoner of my own fear
I grew up in a household of lies and I don't want to live my life that way
But They don't make a loufa that scrapes out the inside of your head
So I must change my mindset.

And as this blackness surrounds me
And I'm wallowing in my self pitty
And breath

And All the stories about monsters that i have ever hears are real. Monsters arent fictional creatures told to build up children's character they are just hiding behind the faces of the people we see everyday.

And now I'm at a loss of words for how I feel and how I think
If the world in my head should be so much greater than this, then why isn't it yet?
Is this simplicity the way that we are supposed to live our lives

I must question Am I already in the dream land yet or is this the worlds last attempt at captivating me
Before my closed minded brain is lost forever in the sea of dreamers.

Before the world could build it's blockade around my brain I sailed away.

• Spoken Word
• acoustic
• experiemental
• indie
• spoken word poetry
• Leonardtown