Being High

Is it just me or everyone feels the same?
That when you are high, it numbs the pain.
Dissipates the anxiety away.
As if Nothing out there has ever mattered.
Is it just me or everyone remembers then?
One’s past that is so dark and forbidden.
Drowning myself into deep ocean of thoughts
Which was once a shallow land I walked.
Sinking in here feels so sublime.
So subtle, so calm.
Why am I not scared anymore?
Why am I not thinking about the future?
I am all alone with myself.
Yet I feel so complete.
No hesitations, Yet no haste.
Losing track of time
They say sky is the limit
But I am more, farther than the moon
That which is inside my mind right now.
Is this a real world?
But what can I say?
I won’t apologize!
I wish this was all the time.
If it kills me, let it be.
At least this fills my void.