The Bathroom Dance

This poem just came to me one day and only took less than an hour. I used to refer to it as my Pink Floyd Sounding Song. please comment at any time                                                                                                                                 Will u make it through the night? 'Til the early morning light? In the pitch black darkness what u see is only WHITE! Meet me in the bathroom, and we'll take a flight. Go ahead and have a seat; very soon you will feel the heat.   Your ears are burning, and your stomach is turning. Looking out of squinty eyes, u feel like u are on a rise Im telling u NO lies; u should try it on for size. Suddenly, you're as busy as a bee, but first u may feel like falling to your knees. Squirting water with your special artillery; just like we swim every year on the Mulberry.At the river, my nurse is quite a giver.As it slowly rises up my throat, I begin to quiver. As I begin to choke, I begin to shiver. For when the intrusion sets in, the confusion begins. Welcome, my friend, into this bathroom! Make yourself at home. Enter at your own risk, there is no lifeguard on duty. Your mind will feel a little fruity. Be careful not to dig your own grave; as the walls close in your mind is on spin.  As i feel the crawl from underneath my skin; I realize the ride is to begin. After a ten pack, We aint cuttin' any slack, how tha hell do we get back? Slammin' the blood back in, Ive met my clone, my evil twin.From within it grows and grows. Dont be afraid, this is where you chose to lay.  The cost of this trip has only begun to be paid. POKED AND PRICKED the MIND BOGGLER is thick!                                                           Like syrup that feeling is an instant STICK!