Hectic Minds

Anya Logan
1 min readSep 22, 2023
Photo by Saxon White on Unsplash

In the labyrinth of thoughts, I tread, A hectic mind, a tempest in my head, A whirlwind of ideas, they spin and twirl, In this chaotic dance, my thoughts unfurl.

Like a stormy sea, my mind does churn, With worries, hopes, and lessons learned, A symphony of chaos, both dark and bright, In the theater of my mind, a restless night.

But amidst the chaos, I seek some calm, A tranquil space, a soothing balm, To quiet the storm, find inner peace, In the midst of this mental ceaseless lease.

I’ll breathe in deep, let the tension fade, Find stillness within this mind’s cascade, For in the hectic swirl, I’ll strive to find, A moment of serenity for my weary mind.

In the midst of chaos, I’ll discover grace, A peaceful refuge in this frantic place, For within the storm, I’ll learn to see, The beauty of a mind, wild and free.

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Anya Logan

Do we need words to describe ourselves? Can not a soul see the very fruits of our spirit?