Room 456

Moving through the apartments of my mind
Thoughts like my four wheel drive
A Condo maybe, but room 456 is a don't go
All this pain grew into beasts,are you also imagining a jungle?
These voices- is this the right guidance?
Should I smoke some weed ? Or should I smoke an incense and pray ?
I want to name my mind " replay "
Replaying room 456 brings me pain
But 1 2 3 my God sent chemical skeleton best friend back in action
How did all these become memories now?
How did all these become distant now?
Where did all these go to?
Always needed half a xanny to make me forget
But now all are memories trapped in the shackles of my mind

Nathan Assan
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