Will you understand what I mean if I explain something vaguely?
Let me do just that
Do you know that feeling where everything is hazy?
That feeling is also so sharp and flat
It feels like you're exploding, but in a good way
Explosions of color, yet it is also colorless
It never happens during the day
It has a strange otherness
It feels like night air
Cool and smooth, yet still a little hot
Messing around without a care
Being more reckless than you ought
It feels like being awake at 4 in the morning
Having a little bit of sparkle in your eye
Never mourning
Ready to fly
Looking at the stars
Full of wonder
Gripping tight onto handlebars
Never wanting to blunder
I get this feeling rarely
Only when outside late at night with friends
It happens barely
Like looking at the world through a lens
I guess it is my pure joy
Being wild and free
Left for me to enjoy
Pure glee
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So yeah. I tried to express an emotion of mine. I'm not sure what to call it really. Awe? Maybe. Joy? Maybe. Bliss? Love? Not really sure. I probably seem crazy the way I'm explaining it but idk how else to. 12:09 am.
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Introspection
Poetrynoun in.tro.spec.tion \ˌin-trə-ˈspek-shən\ : the process of examining your own thoughts or feelings I'm just gonna dump thoughts here. Probably sad. Maybe not.
