Situate

Here we find another state of mind. Whether good or bad, the chaos that remains is dwelling within the hardened caves of madness. Waiting to thrive again, it seeks shelter, not knowing what shelter actually feels like. Yesterday's smiles have become empty and dry tears. I am incapable of feeling again. Curiously I sought out emotion and balance...  I found it, but it's not within the grasp of reality. Only dreaming begins such things. Being on the stage, feeling the music flow...  that rush, that high....
I found it.... I held it..... But will I ever again?