When you think it has happened 
It feels sublime
When you think you are in it
The feelings so profound
When you know it has happened
The world seems like a lovely place
Devoid of unhappiness and suffering
When you know you are in it
That becomes real, reality an illusion
While it lasts you drown yourself in it
Not wanting to let go of it
Like a lunatic always staring at nothing
It does start to wear away
The bits dropping the pain increasing
The collage revealing itself slowly, again
While it is fading you still have faith
It fades away forming the full picture
When it’s over you cry and behave like a lunatic
The world seems lonely and abandoned
You even more so
You just sit there remembering those moments,
Accusing yourself of those happy memories
The lunatic stares at you and laughs
Born in discontent, consigned to oblivion
It seems like schizophrenia
You choose to call it love…
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