you perceive what i write as nothing but nonsense
a load of senseless words on a page
but it is not that
my mind is constantly chaos and so is my writing
it is lyrical like music
and the words don't have to make sense entirely, they just have to blend
into the rhythm
and the feeling i create.
they must flow
like a sweet musical river
on its way into the cool shimmery pool below the waterfall of emotion embedded in my words.
and that is where i shall lay my body
when the chaos spills from my flooded mind
in the form of pale lavender paint
thin like water color on the canvas
on which my writing will live,
where my words will breathe.
they just have to make someone feel something.
and in the minds of those who might understand my chaos
my words will live.
they will come to life in the form of thoughts
in a chaotic mind like my own.