Eyes wide open,
The haze fades clear…
Lights in the darkness
Vibrate and dance.
I laugh, I sing,
I'm in a trance.
Movements in slow motion,
Attention to every pupil
Of every eye that meets.
The rest of the world's hungover.
And if I were drunk,
I could explain to them
My artistic extremity,
My delight in life.
But I am sober,
And therefore I'm condemned.
Author notes
Rough draft... Just getting down thoughts more than focus on hardcore poetry. But it's still decent.
Suggestions appreciated 
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Interesting, definitely. It is rough, but with more focus on beat or rhyme it could turn into a well refined poem. Good job.
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Really cool! Those are some interesting thoughts. I have been in that position as well.
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GREAT!
It's really good,
I like how you actually caught me.
Decent, I think it's great!
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