Think, when do I not think
thoughts spiralling in my head about ideas
Ideas that can be poisonous, heartwarming.
Sometimes even bitter blue
There is no center ...
I'm not just thinking, I'm over thinking
When my brain is crammed.
To full for my mind
It's when I feel the storm inside of me
A storm caused by waves crashing and winds screeching so loud my head hurts.
Maybe I don't want it to stop
Maybe it's what keeps me going.
Keeps me creative and interesting
A drive for adventure and sips of adrenaline
Your mind can feel like a thousand people screaming your name in every direction
Thoughts can be dangerous when they aren't dismissed
The thoughts of yesterday, today and tomorrow can be soothing in a way
Recollecting memories can put a smile on your lips without you noticing
How can one feel so much and simply lay there thinking.