Warped

Twisting the trees are

Twisting the thoughts are

Spiraling into the center

Spiraling into something not seen before

Mind bent by godly beings who inject my thoughts, bending and twisting them far from what they were

Mind bent by the constant swirling of past, present, and the mix of reality and dream

Looping as the mind processes new thoughts at the speed of light

Looping as everything becomes silent, vanishing from memory

Twisting the trees are

Twisting the thoughts are

Reviews

[Wanaka]

Is this poem about what you would describe the brain during thoughts? It's an amazing pieces, it got me thinking. Kind of funny that my question is with thought.

[midnight reaper]

The poem's meaning is up for discussion. Thank you so much for the review!