Watch Me Fall

The Greatest High Unfelt.

A promise in whispers. A ghost at night. Sometimes it feels untrue. unreal. The deep descent into chaos and agony. My weapons of choice, the disregard of denial, and the purest of intentions to escape this deep, dark, void or eternal madness. Unworthy as I truly feel, the radiance of it all grasps onto the depths of my very heart. Emotions being tugged, my mind in shambles, I break the chains of my very being. Slowly this feeling exposes me, exposes my mind for what it really is. I am bare, and al can see I am broken. My very breath is drawn, filling the air of the void with little wisps of light, and truth. I am in the center of this stadium, a place of my ruins. Placed against monsters who haunt me. Bet against and beaten, yet I stand. All the pieces of the past, now my enemies. I grab my weapons, I hold them close with my shield of undeniable love of those who have helped me stand up tall. My past, it lunges forward, and all i can hear is the shatter of it's glass body break as everything goes dark. 

Alone in this cell, I smile, as I continue to make sketches. Sketches of something I can't wait for. The greatest high unfelt.