My brothers and I call it this.
It may be hard to explain, but to those who experience it, it makes perfect sense. To those who haven't experienced it, it may not make any sense.
For me, sometimes it comes and I don't have any say in stopping it. Usually it occurs at night. Other times I can feel it come, and I can bring it in and out of awareness. What happens is bigger things seem enormous and smaller things feel extremely tiny, like paper thin or like angel hair spaghetti.
It's somehow frightening and it makes you feel as though you're going crazy, because all you want to do is get out of your head.
YOU ARE READING
Whispers
PoetryThoughts that I have, poems that I've never finished. Basically, my heart poured onto electronic pages. Also, tysm for the 300+ reads!! ^-^
