\"Trip\" navigates the hazards and transformations of a mushroom trip, cautioning against peril and heralding profound change. The poem depicts shouts diminishing, an elusive grasp slipping through astral fingers, and reality on a razor\'s edge. The journey becomes a test of endurance through gritted aim, culminating in an eclipsed dawn where senses, awakened yet estranged, underscore the paradox of the psychedelic experience. In this brief and potent exploration, I warn of the trip\'s peril and transformative potential, creating a narrative through metaphor and rhythmic precision. Thank you for reading.