Something that many people can imagine, but little may achieve. Freedom; to be free. Nobody holding you down, no strudels. The phenomenon of feeling completely safe or, on the verge of dying.
So when the breeze lifts you up, and the sudden feeling of floating hits you. Your eyes start to prick with tears. Your muscles relax. The feeling that everything's going to be okay.
Some people may think of this as dying, but that makes your mind wonder. Was it that all humans automatically see the worst outcome in everything, or is it that we all need some mental stability? But if, maybe, you did come across such a uplifted soul should you welcome it or not. Is their anyone with a mind so strong that they cannot see the bad?
Freedom, not to be conquered but welcomed.
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Midnight thoughts
RandomEver feel like you just can't stop. Your tears are tsunamis. Your blood cold and emptied. Contains self harm, depressive thoughts, suicide
