I'm adapting this to a painting

Don't be alarmed. This is something I sketched long ago. But... I felt it deeply... This was a manifestation of my reality slipping.
Sometimes it feels so intense and amazing that I want to embrace it and hold onto it and prolong the moment and the images and feelings.
Sometimes it scares me. And it makes my heart beat out of control. And it feels horrible and I feel like I'm falling without end. But I like it a little. Only a little.