Excitement is like an obsession! If taken for the abundance type of a seriousness going OVER someone’s own limits, that is… Then you’d have something of a problem to say the least… Problems that govern different types of obsessions from totally overshadowing something that was just supposed to be the time of a GREAT “excitement” to come! But what do we say about something becoming merely “overexcited” …? Easy. But simplified for ALL “hearts content”. Is that you start to lose yourself in whatever event this very excitement is “legitimately” taken from. And just as there’s different types of excitement, there’s also even more different types of obsessions. One I know VERY WELL…. Because I simply have it. It’s what’s known as "obsessive compulsive disorder" (OCD)!
Poem about how excitement itself is like an obsession. Therefore, it could be either mistaken, or fully taken as OCD itself. PS... Entirely depends on your actions!
There are days where I am high upon a dusk cloud And rustic skylines bleed into bare trees
There are days where I bleed into white sheets And I never leave the the lights on
There are days, and then more days And minutes within smiles, seconds ticking laughter, half assed conversation among fruitful hallways
Strawberry girl smiles and she would hate that I called her that And maybe she would hit me and maybe I’m an *******, and maybe I’m a baby
And I’m a baby.
I remember not knowing I could die, not ever thinking about my heart, not ever waisting any time. I should be that way now, And yet as clocks continue to tick I just hum along in the warmth So sometimes days become weeks But sometimes days are just too short And some days I am just to short For the heights I want to reach
I remember jumping had a different connotation when I was a kid...