On top of the world

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By Kayla Anderson

The feeling of being on top Wanting it to never stop The feeling of being manic Then the feeling of panic Feeling oh so great At any minute you might just break Wondering why you don't need sleep But confused on how you got so deep Feeling so great for weeks Then you just can't sleep Seeing things that aren't there They start to really become a fear It's like trying to steer But only with what you hear Sometimes you see it You really want to believe it It all starts crashing And you start lashing Feeling the paranoia It brings you that special euphoria Mania starts to lesson Fall into deep depression You want to see light But all you see is night I ask myself is this right? But I'd rather just fight Only to see the light? Or just to finally see another night Darkness sets in Spiral into a spin It's like when will I finally win? Or when will it finally end..

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