fantastic blue mushrooms was the start,
growing from some part of my mind
Surreal fungal forest
eating away in vain
their food suddens to banality
and the idea fades away

"we're right back there again...."

and poison mushrooms, blue of course, was the finish,
growing over every part of my mind
this is a real fungal forest
eating away, in vain was my hope
so their food suddens to my death
and my body fades away...

"we're right back at the start again...."

such a pallet of blues the mushrooms hold,
growing from a wonderful part of my mind
heavenly, surreal fungal forest
surviving there in vain
their food suddens to unacceptance
and the Whole place fades away

"we're goin right back there again...."

and nuclear mushrooms, blue of course, was the seeming end
burning in unison to the anger in my mind
Fissioning fungal forest
searing away, even all the times I was vain
it needs no food, just burning, burning, burning
and I've long since faded away...

"why don't we stop here,I'm tired."
just thoughts in my head
expressing vainly how I feel
my heart has been pounding so,
pound so, yet I still want to go...

Shrooms in bloom
not gentle like flowers
more like Ka-BOOM! (feel free to use the Billy Mays seller voice here)

Great write Fusion...

Thanks Miss ainjel!