Containment.

It's hard to notice the small details
After you've seen the bigger picture,
It's aching to have to spend a normal day
After you've had a taste of adventure,
Once you've seen how high you could get
Coming back down from it, is a mental torture
A disease to the mind, a blow to it's nature.
It's hard to communicate with a person
Once you've actually met the ghist,
Once you get a sip of life,
It will kill you to just exist.