Poetry archive from the mental hospital

I wrote this poem on drugs lol

Moon rocks put me on the moon and now I'm falling down
Languidly plummeting into reality
I should have stayed asleep for this part of the trip
life lacks glimmer in contrast
The famished lion smiles now
Creeping towards my seductive wrists
He knows I'll do the work for him

Count every day as if it were a maple heart seeping sticky sweet blood into the vast consuming sea
The world plays symphonies of colors before my eyes and the cinnamon blast of a hug startles my paralyzed wings
It's all too loud and the stimulation numbs me a sepia rainbow reveals itself in the shadowed grass
Stop calling my name
my name is a curse
you're spelling evils
stop calling for me
I've transcended
And now I float
Dispersing into the inky ether and consuming myself through the vacuum in my third eye
Kiss my respiring brow
Tell me why I matter