like looking at a ****** video of an alien through hi-def 3D lenses, wibbly wobbly (things that don't make sense to your eyes) like laying in a field, still while the rest of the world spins around you like feeling all too much so it hurts and wanting to feel so much more crying and screaming and laughing the urge to jump out of yourself because your soul is packed in so tight.
thoughts bump into each other in your head released from their cages they swim through your mind they whisper or they scream and you don't know which is worse you want to talk to someone, anyone but you know the words would come out all too fast plus who says this feeling isn't just a little nice?
lights on, lights off colors flash as you open and close your laptop. a threatening screen, yet welcoming, comforting at the same time. a bright light in the dark of night how can you help but stare?
more words swim faster you laugh, don't try to stop them let yourself go for the night (the irony is that you're holding onto something anyway) something intangible, unreal, but there keeping you still, frozen. euphoric, psychedelic, hyperactive does anything really make sense?
standing up will pull you back down hard listen and you hear a deafening empty silence fill it with your sobs of frustration. it won't end until you cry yourself to sleep and the bed suddenly seems so soft...
not quite poetry \\ not at all good \\ i was high on exhaustion