hurricane thoughts

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my thoughts tumble around me like a hurricane

memories and future plans swirling around

unspoken things caught up in the storm

fragments try to escape but, ultimately, get sucked back in

and at the center of it, there I stand

quietly sitting while the storm tumbles around me

for a quiet soul is the most dangerous

their heads roar with a thousand unsaid things

hopes, ambitions, plans- all mine, and mine alone

my daydreams exist purely for my enjoyment

no one else's

for they belong to me, and only me.

my thoughts pour in as a windy vortex

all jumbled together, waiting to be untangled

i separate daydream from daydream, plan from plan

a thousand unspoken quips, all at my fingertips

i imagine this is how a mad scientist feels

so many possibilities, all at their disposal

endless creation, endless destruction

my only hope is that i use them for good

unspoken arguments from years ago, yet my shampoo bottle will be the only soul to ever hear them

a passionate, if rather terrible, voice sings songs for only a hairbrush and a dying plant on the bathroom counter

a thousand poems that shall forever remain private, as the only thing to see them is my pencil

for a quiet voice has a mind that roars above everything

drowning out what the world has to say

they believe they have the right to know what i believe

but my hurricane mind exists only for me

it doesn't belong to you, and you don't have access to it

a hurricane fueled by sleepless nights and city lights

it looks entirely harmless, until someone tries to pry into it

a rose garden filled with thorns

a hurricane that pulls you in, deeper than you ever wanted to go

until you get lost in this fantasy wonderland that drives you insane

even i wish to escape my own hurricane from time to time

a small break from the roaring chaos

wishing i didn't rely on my headphones to drown out the storm

but it's still mine, and i'm proud of it

even though it's a hurricane, it's mine, and mine alone

𝐥𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐳𝐞 - poetryWhere stories live. Discover now