A Trip A Fall A Gentle Touch

These drugs have taken me to places I long to be, yet I'm scared to go. How could such a drug give me what I die for in reality? A gentle hand that touches me and claims me as theirs to protect when my falling mind becomes fatal. Felling depressed, I decided to lean on old habits. I smoked dmt and in my dreams found a gentle girl. The comfort I was seeking so deeply. I found it there.