So life is a bit manic at the moment, so for anyone who just knows what it's like to feel well a bit indescribable I thought I'd share a poem I wrote which tries to find the optimism in life.
A scattered heart sailed off to sea
to find a better part of me
Thoughts and dreams were left revealed
commotion should have stayed concealed
Once opened, it should have shut
clouds floating should stay put
Lingering trails across a mind
pieces left too hard to find
Optimism may lead me astray
but maybe 'It'll get better' starts today.