The rush and the blush,
Inner flicker sooo lush,
The fall, the crush,
Broken now to dust.
Living in an illusion,
A tricked out delusion.
A twinkle star mourning
An epic swandive falling,
Crashing, smashing, 
The annihilation of self,
A synaptic crater of nothing.

Just scattered fragments of the mind,
Is all I find.