A living obscurity

A strangely configured character,
an introverted anomaly,
a living, breathing obscurity.
At times I don't know what to do with myself.
That's when I float into the gentle embrace of poetry and music.
A serene space, secluded from sadness.
Free from madness.
My magnificently mellow multiverse with a multitude of majestic masterpieces, magnified by marijuana.
A place to rest my soul, detachment from control, no longer stuck in a bottomless hole.
Emotive energies invoking certain moods, filling the empty spaces where there once wasn't a trace of faith.

Words that woo you, sounds that soothe you.
Helping me eradicate this lingering anxiety accompanied by a feeling of unworthiness.
Gotta drop this stressfulness.
It's causing me to make crucial decisions carelessly.