The tornado of my thoughts Has calmed down somehow With myself at its eye I felt stretched like a bow I know it's simply irony To have so many thoughts And yet simultaneously Connect depressed dots It's the dreaded thought Whether all is not well Though logical and powerfull It really is spineless See, the story goes on And it's not a chaos pot It's our life and not lies That fills and enlivens the plot If we are multidimensional beings Then now is what matters Not the happy or sand ending But the spirit is what glitters The cloud of negativity Does bring violent storms But just hold on my dear Since we do get our forms OPEN FOR COLLAB š #ATtornadoofthoughts ā¢ A Challenge by Aesthetic Thoughts! š Collab on this beautiful bg with your random thoughts. š ā¢ Must use hashtag: #aestheticthoughts ā¢ Please maintain the aesthetics.
