The Borders of Madness

My mood malfunctions may be a bitch to deal with, but there are times when I experience such powerful surges of emotion that it caresses the borders of madness.  I don’t believe it is the typical passions people speak of, because I feel like I am unable to apply any existing words accurately to these emotions that I’m struck with.  The simplest things are so poignant to me and my perspective is, once again, that of a child, but with an older, wiser mind.  It makes my stomach clench and chills run down my spine, rippling waves of emotion trying to escape this corporeal form that threatens to shatter in an attempt to contain the force.