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This thing in my head

What is this thing in my head?
It's spinning around like a carousel making me dizzy
Its heavy and hard like a giant rock lying on my chest
Sad and deep like the wet death in the open sea
It's clumsy and clutching like a little child not letting go from his mother's hand
Salty like a lonely tear rolling down the cheek of a cheerless person

I want to be alone
want to be lonely
getting lost in my thoughts
diving through my mind
not finding the exit
Feeling like swimming through syrup
not able to move for- or backwards

This thing in my head is called sadness
Emotion
It makes me feel lost, sad, lonely
It's wafting through my body poisoning every single cell with it's deadly liquid
It's forcing me to leave the room full of joy
Full of happiness, fellowship, coherency
It's leading me to a lost place where no one can see my tears rolling down the cheek of me, the cheerless person

Here I can be lost, alone, lonely
I can get lost in my thoughts
Dive through my mind
Not finding the exit
Feel like swimming through syrup
Not able to move for- or backwards

Here I can die the wet death in my inner sea