Can you feel it?

The big black pit that has taken residence in your stomach? The brass band that has taken refuge in your head? The dryness at the back of your throat? The feeling of dread? Of anxiety? Of the fact that you are going to be ripped apart verbally?

Can you feel it?

The way you can't help but smile? The pain in your chest from the constant laughter? The undeniable sense that everything is right in the world? Feeling like nothing can stop you now? Like you are flying, soaring through life? Like it can't be better than this?

Can you feel it?

The slight trembling in your hands as they curl into fists? The way your heart rate is going up? The red mist that is slowly covering your vision? The need to remove that smile from that irritating little face, or maybe just the face? Like you couldn't stop if you tried and true fully, you don't want to?

Can you feel it?

How that world is miles away? Like all of your cares have vanished overnight? Like everything that mattered, doesn't anymore? Like nothing can ever matter again? Like nothing can faze you? Like the world is just a wide open space for you to roam?

Can you feel it?

The emptiness? The hopelessness? Like the world is against you? Or has forgotten you all together? Like there is only one answer? A single answer? A way to end it all? And you are just so tired of it all that you really want it to just end? Even if that solution is permanent?