Drifting

I know how to express my hatred and my anger without struggle, I can express my love and happiness with ease. However no matter how hard I try I can not comprehend my own madness, I can not put into words or any from of communication how I feel when I can no longer focus on reality and slip into a stage of complete emptiness. Where nothing makes senses and the voices are more real then my surroundings. Yet putting that feeling into spoken word or on pen and paper is an almost impossible task. I just ramble and walk in circles all the while long I'm letting myself slip away. Yet I force myself to try just so I can feel normal.