Notes About The Poem
For those who find themselves aware of their own mental breakdown or midlife crisis.
Colorful Mental Anarchy
Your hands are huge, your feet are …. Your hands are huge…
Write it, wash it,
Build it, break it,
Think it, forget it,
Dive in, swim… swim hard against the everything.
Then…
Float and look up,
Breathe and look up,
Kneel and look up,
Sink and just look, look out at the world.
Then…
Lose what you learnt,
Leave where you lay,
Love who you like,
Rise and make a life from turmoil…
All the while…
… colouring your chaos.
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