I thought I was losing my mind
I thought I was going insane
Not in the way you would think
I wasn't behaving differently
It was the way I thought
Or rather, the way I wasn't thinking
Nothing made sense
Thoughts flooded my brain
Ones that I should understand
But it was like reading a foreign language
Something I should know
That meant nothing
Millions of thoughts swarmed my head
It was complete chaos
...
No, not chaos
Chaos wasn't the right word
Even chaos made more sense than this
This was just a complete ruin
YOU ARE READING
poems of consciousness
PoesíaMy streams of consciousness turned into poems. They aren't great. Just me trying to do something productive with what I write down. Trigger warning
