Hysteria

Hysteria.

Sweet, sweet hysteria, clouding up my mind.

Don’t know which way to start placing my footing, left and right are starting to blur together.

However I keep on stepping, don’t quite know which path I’m entering.

I feel sick to my stomach. Vibrant colors just want to implode out of my mouth and body.

I want to move freely. Want to be sturdy.

My lifeless body is simply floating around in the empty space.

Tired of being tired. What is happening to me?

In need of another body to radiate it’s warmth to me, reminding my mind how it is to have that warmth spread to every corner of its crevices.

Have I ever really known this sensation however?                     

Where that feeling fully takes over my brain, where it radiates the warmth and brightness so far it lurks into others perception, where there’s too much to ever let this hysteria in again to fog it all up into nothingness.

Hysteria.

Sweet, sweet hysteria. Always making me blind.