Poetry_Of_The_Unknown

Sweet Manic High

This mania has me atop these ruffled clouds.
My mind races with excitement.
Optimism floods my senses...
A sigh of relief escapes my lips.
I no longer have to release a plume of smoke,
Synthesizing the beauty of these clouds.
My receptors no longer need to be tampered with.
This feeling is actually at my finger tips.
Not created by a drug filled pipe.
This euphoria is untouchable.
I feel unbreakable.
I love you mania,
Please stay...
Don\'t fade.
Don\'t push me to the dark depths I have just crawled out of.
Allow me to absorb this beautiful world
Through these refreshed eyes.