Sometimes my mind is a kaleidoscope of colour.
Vibrant and alive. Ideas whizzing past faster than I can focus on them.
But sometimes it's dark, the sort of dark where you can't see two steps in front of you.
And I can hear the faintest whispers of thoughts, but they're gone before I know it.
I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that place.
Even your emotions had an echo
In so much space
- Gnarls Barkley, Crazy
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
exhale.
Kurgu OlmayanFrom my mind, to the page, with some editing in between. Thoughts, rants, blurb etc.
