My pursuit

These days periodically I'd see myself in a moment, a flash, a downward spiral; Relapsing into what was once an empty hole in my mentality. Feeling alone like no one understands me or atleast does not want to sympathize with my situation. Passion is a drug itself. Pleasurable moments that you never want to end. When it does, sadness, despair, a knot settles in your stomach and you yearn, you ache, to make that pain go away. You'd do almost anything to be at that happy place again. It's in the mind, in the body. We are conscious over it but why should we resist? Quote: If it makes you happy, it can't be that bad. This is my pursuit of happiness.