It almost felt like nothing,
Which was huge in comparison to something.
On a day to day basis, the feelings were crushing,
The airtight ball of heat was stunting.
But then nothing I felt was lighter,
As if there was nothing at all.
It made the world seem a little brighter,
And that was nothing close to small.
I could smile without trying,
Which was no easy feat.
I could exist without dying,
And that was nothing if not sweet.
There was no worry,
No homework or chores.
Nothing to go do in a hurry,
I felt like crawling around on all fours.
But then, the next day, the feeling was gone,
Never to be felt by me again.
Like me, the airtight ball of heat awoke at dawn,
And there was a distinct pounding in my brain.
