From the Depths Of The Fourth Dimension  

It exceeds my comprehension
The ill intentions from all this tension
As I've paid in full with my fully divided retention
To the aforementioned uninvited apprehension
Failing to mention with discontentment and condescension
The depths of each lockstep indention
and their dimensions indepth Having no exemptions or extensions
Being stranded In still frame suspension
Over the absurd third intervention
From the disturbed reinvention of the unobserved fourth dimension
It takes a deep sigh to make a breath of fresh air
As I'm waking up still feeling this sensation
It's deja vu of a vision from fragmented memories
Flashing back through figments of my imagination
But all there is to find from dwelling too deep inside the mind
Is a journey that goes on with no destination
Well I do declare there my ole friend
There you was once again
It's been awhile since I've seen you over here
In there betwixt the in between
I will never forget it I've never stared like that
Her face was the most vivid scene that I'd ever seen
I knew I was about to wake up dammit
but she caught me for one final dream
I forgot about that feeling my greatest blessing and how it felt
Looking at the prettiest little thing that I'd ever seen
I've done so good at unrevealing these feelings
but for her it seems I'll always be a fiend
And the fact that my mind paints dream portraits
more vivid than reality is seemingly becoming perplexingly obscene
Yeah the heart wants what the heart wants
With all it's nonsense and nonchalance
It flaunts then haunts the soul
As the mind taunts
taking you down the rabbit hole
Being dauntless in response
To the lingering residual remnants reminiscent of a broken spirited ambiance
I wish all these voices would just shut the fuq up
But that's not the way that she goes
On my way gone to go get fukkd up
Does anyone else really know
Just how low it can really go
When holding on too long takes It's toll
It's a subconscious manifestation
In direct correlation
When the trauma and pain become part of the buzz
Through the unending separation
From the closeness of relations
That led me away from what it is
Becoming vague with the feelings of how it was
Involuntary displacement
I should face it and embrace it
That reality is for people that can't face drugs
We are our actions
Our actions define us
I am a product of my own environment
That produces inside of me much Love
After many stages and phases
From tables turning and turning pages
In this maze that amazes
It becomes too late to level up as it raises as it ages to the age When there's nothing left to be saved
Being buried alive beneath the rubble
Troubled from the struggle Looking twice rethinking double
Trying to ignore it all
Until it fades off into the away
I expect to accept it being enraged and encaged
Waging on without it
With what it was I gave away
I'll move on with it carrying on with it
Taking it with me to the grave
There's no head pill or pain pill not even a hotline big enough
To ease this painful affliction
In my attempts to block it out with restricting constrictions
The contradicting conflictions deeply consume me with conviction
From the facts of the fiction
To self infliction through addiction
Predicated and predicted from superstitions and inhibitions
Drugs are bad M'kay
To sum it up with a phrase
You can never make an appointment to stop and change your ways
No not tomorrow or the next hour
Not even later on that same day
No way Jose 
It's gotta be right now right away without delay
To change course and the direction If there's something in the way
Enough said about all that
That's all I'm going to say
My mind is racing in a chase in place and I can't keep up the pace
I'm bound to be the first one
To be found misplaced in last place
Wading up past my waist in this waste
When all of me is but forgotten and long since been long gone
Left behind in good taste
A trace of it can be found to be laced in my song
Nothing can ever change it reshape it or take the place
Not in time or it's pace nor the boundless ends of infinite space
Could ever even blur the clarity of such a sweet rarity
With just how clear and how clean
Oh how can my own mind be so damn mean to me
Damn I Mean
WOW
So Majestically Angelic In all her Beauty and Grandeur with Grace
In that riveting moment never to be erased
In my dream
When I saw her Face