If I’m not careful, my thoughts can plague me. Even the smallest of thoughts can engulf my mind and send me to hell if I don’t control them. That is where the words come in.
Staining the page with my mind is perhaps the most reliable way to escape the anxiety - I’ve learned to turn the monsters into words.
But it’s also about discovering and documenting the beauty in this world (both within our minds and outside our windows). Because once we discover it, there is so much magnificence to put our minds at peace. Personally, I like to find it and pass it onto others.
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You forgotten color you
no real word rhymes with you so
you’re only rhymed with slang
sign of autumn
complexion of jack o lanterns
patterned with black you are the color scheme of a holi-
well horror day
you are
the color of the sky when
moon relieves sun
you look good with stone washed…
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One day I'll drop some dope shit...Til that day, enjoy this...
-Omillio London