I'm a nomad
I travel
from one thought
to another

I don't stay there for long
Each thought passes me
along to the other
and so on 

A trace
of a thin line
is always left behind
as I'm being passed over
And a spider web
of entangled lines
starts to form
amongst all those thoughts

Then I end up strangled 

Feelings start turning
into thoughts
and thoughts turn
into words
and words become
louder
and stronger


Suddenly
awareness arises


Doors
deep down the dungeons
of my head are
beginning to unlock themselves

I'm not fighting it
Not anymore

Acceptance
starts flowing within
Whilst the web
untangles
its innermost thoughts