Another incomplete poem.....

With each hazy layer over the eyes, I sink deeper within

The layer of blood running across my soul, creeping chillness.

The sensation always hit me from the cold, taking me far

Always finding myself lost in unknown places with strange beings,

Those strange voices I keep hearing within my ears,

Is that you, my friend calling? Are you also lost...

In this mysterious land with nebulous realms, we are lost

But we are not sad, I can feel the senses separating for freedom

I deeply sensed the elixir flowing through my head, out into my veins.

"Feel it, my friend", with a gentle tap on his head, the flow continues.

Never this realm we have ever touched, basking in this serenity.

I reflect on how life assumes so much reality in seconds of illusions.

Perhaps this is the reality people told me about, I have found it,

My friend, are you also lost and immersed in the reality?

Hope to complete it someday when the same stream of thought runs again.