You ever get that feeling when you see someone and they send tingles down your spine? Give you butterflies throughout your body and bubbles in your brain?

That one person who can make you lose composure, kose your train of though, and forget your voice.

You know that feeling of joy and laughter. Smiles and giggles when you’re with the one you love most?

Because I don’t.

And I doubt I ever will.

Ever get that feeling,

That no matter how hard you try to explain something to someone that they will redouble their efforts so as not only not listen, but make sure whatever you have to say is neither understood nor employed by anyone else.

That there are people who will work with infinite ingenuity so as to claim the title of permanently unemployed to reap benefits financed by the sweat of others, more easily obtained by their own productivity.

That there is a vault of great ideas, concepts, and plans languishing in a dark recess of a filing cabinet simply because someone either does not understand the brilliance or has yet to conjure a scheme in which they can profit or control the work of others.

There is a plan for the Universe, by which all we can know and learn unveils itself in microscopic portions, almost invisible to the naked eye, and impossible to comprehend individually unless scrutinized by a tormented soul devout in purpose and singular in intent.

There are people who cannot tolerate the well-being of others; even those they never encountered nor ever will.

Ever get that feeling that you’re about to hulk out

Ever get that feeling that you’re about to pass gas when its way too quite

Ever get that feeling that someone is touching your hair without you knowing

Ever get that feeling that someones been in your snack drawer at your desk

Ever get that feeling that no one in a room likes you

Ever get that feeling that someone is staring at you from a corner

Ever get that feeling that you’re about to run into your ex

Ever get that feeling you won’t wake up from a dream or nightmare

Ever get that feeling that you’re about to get lost

Ever get that feeling that your butt looks bigger in the mirror

Ever get that feeling that your sister is going to eat the last slice of pizza

Ever get that feeling that feeling is the worst

Ever get the feeling of static in your spine?

Or a crackle in your cartiledge?

The tingle in your tendons?

Like a failed radio signal moving along your neck to your brain?

Deafening your ears with the sizzle of scar tissue?

For a brief moment

Until it passes through and leaves you with stiff muscles, maybe a slight headache?

The faint reminder that years ago you experienced

whiplash

Talking to someone

you don't normally speak with

ever get that feeling

they stand with the "them"

the everyone else

who sees the white picket fences

instead of the featherheaded dandelions

that you're the odd one out

living in a palace of glass

whose wavering walls

make everything look different

or speak to the weird one

who's never quite on the same page

or maybe never even had

the same edition

then you get the suspicion

barest hint of a feeling

as you build bridges to discover

there was never a chasm to cross

the feeling of glass bridges spanning

glass palaces in glass worlds

everyone an emperor in their snowglobe

kingdom locked away behind the crystal

walls who stretch perspective just enough

to make their presence known

and you can't help but wonder who sees

the glass, who sees through it to our kernel

of self, who sees beyond to other kingdoms

without the wavering glass distorting their view

who can see the glass at all - do we know

it's there, or do we dream

did we build our walls or did they build us

are they a lens to focus us or a prism

to break us apart or a prison to escape

a dream we forgot we had

Ever get that warm feeling inside when you are with someone you love? When you are having fun with family? Or maybe when your dog is licking your face after your vigorous run? Some think that this feeling is joy, but what if it wasn't? Surely by now you've heard about how you get a chilling feeling when their is somehting eerie going on or a "ghost" in the room. This is a warning. When that warm fuzzy feeling creeps in, push it away. That's a demon preying on your moment of weakness. When we are happy, we let our guard down. That is when they come. They writhe their way through the barrier and try to take over. The warm feeling you feel is the fire from hell and the anger and want of the demon. Ever wonder why people go crazy? Why serial killers become serial killers? It is because a demon broke through in a moment of weakness. They couldn't fight it. I couldn't fight it. By the time you read this, I will no longer be me. I just wanted to see my best friend again. I was so full of joy when I went to visist her in the first time in two years. I leave you with this warning so you may evade your fate. Fight the warm feeling. Push it down...before it's too late.

Ever get that feeling

Of talking to pastel yellow paint of walls and waving windows wondering if they would echo back to you

Of trying ot sleep face down with your hands and feet dangling, a chilling cold felt in your hands touched by the rotting woman underneath the bed

Of riding a bus, feeling a gut wrenching scene of crashing, hearing blood-curling screams, gore and flying bullets shot by the man sitting beside you

Of falling out of the train, cramped on the door with people, a hundred feet above ground

Of seeing the face of the dead you saw in the funeral coming back to you in dreams

Of glimpsing a part of your memories that may or may not happened but you knew your reliving everything, knowing how it will end.

Of people seeing you, knowing, jugding behind your back that you are living a nightmare

Wearing a mask that you show to people, trying to live a normal life

Maybe you can fade in the background

And not be seen

But who knows what you see at night

Maybe they knew, by your breathing, your twitch, your talk, your smile, your lean in the chair, your itch, your tilt of the head, your eyes

Your eyes, it’s the window of your soul

You’ve closed your eyes but the opened windows sends a chill at night