Combustible

This feeling is light and carefree,

Feeling bubbly and perky as can be.

It's a feeling of the highest self.

A weight lifted, a floating feeling.

Yet, combustible.

Like any second an explosion could begin

And a domino effect -

The mind slips, anxiety forms, and here it is.

Back to that feeling of loneliness, sadness, and grief.

Not for anything in particular,

Just for me.

For the helplessness of succumbing to this feeling.

But right now, it's nonexistent.

It's the potential crisis they're not aware of;

Loved ones, strangers.

A glow comes from this being in this higher state of mind,

However, this mind is not always so kind.

It takes strength to suppress the devastation of the soul

When the mind refuses to allow the highest form to grow.

Try with all your might,

Never rest a day.

You'll find your highest self through each success in every day.

And though it may seem like a journey in the rough,

There will be the day when you say "I've had enough".