Selective blindness

Which drugs did you take, they asked.

All of them, I answered.

When did you take them?

All of the time.

But we never noticed anything.

Because you choose not to see.

Escape

I accidently fell down the hole on purpose
Once again escaping the feel of reality
Scratched my eyeball against the cermet
The demons come to embrace me

Surely this time will be my last
How many rides can a person survive
The bottom of the bottomless pit
Funny how comforting it is

Faces, colors and voices
All attacking my paralyzed body
I don’t want to go back again
But the demons in the K-hole
only wish to play for a while