• shubhampathak 47w

    Being High

    That overwhelming bliss,
    In a fraction on time.
    Losing the sense of reality,
    I head towards, a world sublime .

    Million thoughts in a second ,
    Not knowing which one to trust.
    Struggling to find my own identity,
    In a different world I feel stuck.

    The intense anxiety, the unwanted delusion
    Not knowing what’s the fact and what’s just illusion.
    I feel like a caged bird that yearns to fly
    Coz life’s just another word for miserable, on being High.