How does one explain their mind?

The topic seems so undefined.

You’ve never seen it,

cannot know

the many things in it that grow.

 

My mind’s a garden, wild and free

each bloom a thought, a spark, a dream. 

My mind’s a forest, deep and green,

trees that reach for sun’s warm beam.

But some flowers grow too fast, too bright.

They steal the sun,

dim the light.

Vines wrap around and suffocate

my mind, a captive, crushed by the weight.

 

I’m swimming

in an ocean deep.

My thoughts and ideas never sleep.

Ebb and flow, twist and turn,

tidal waves I cannot learn

 

I wonder if I had the choice,

would I keep it?

This loud voice?

Unruly and confusing

But I still find myself choosing

the chaos and the looping

of its everlasting musing.

 

How strange to want to keep a burden.

And still yet, I am certain 

I have many, 

and even when they are not right

I do not want them out of sight.

To forget and to have peace would mean that I have to release

The pain that shaped me, shapes me still

That's a hard to swallow pill.

So i’ll embrace the chaos,

the messy flow

of thoughts that come

and thoughts that go.

For in this tangled web I find

the truth of me, a unique mind.

dancing in shadows,

shining in light,

My source of wonder,

the fount of my fight.

 

So let my mind be wild and free,

for in its depths, I find the key

to who I am

and who I'll be.

Both a wonder and a curse,

it is mine

for better

or for worse.