Dear Diary,
Is it delusion or ecstasy?
Maybe I've been too caught up in being human
to see the real world around me.
See, it's election night,
but all I can think about is how this song got me feelin' right.
The way it's making me feel,
the pure ecstacy flooding my brain
as millions around me are on their knees,
begging God to help their candidate win.
but me? headphones to max,
not letting negative thoughts in.
the same song must've been on repeat
these past eighteen years,
because I was never worried.
I barely even noticed
what has others foccused.
I've been on cloud nine
for all my past nine lives.
Here I am, on my tenth,
and still,
staying in the air just makes sense.
Am I going up?
or falling down?
Is this what it feels like,
when you're about to drown,
and water is the only thing you feel around?
You're no longer just you,
you're part of the water,
it's around you, in you.
You're finally one with your surroundings.
it's the same in the air.
you can't tell if you're falling down
or just floating around,
but you are part of something grander.
The air in you,
around you,
under you,
above you.
You are it.
and for a brief moment,
it is you.
I've been in that moment since '06.
The brief moment of peace a jumper feels on the way down
before his head hits the pavement in downtown,
the tingling feeling, when you're drowning,
as oxygen leaves your body,
it's pure ecstacy.
