Poem #30

So much thinking
Sometimes I feel myself sinking

 

The flow of ideas intense
deeper & deeper into the abyss

 

To a place were I often go
when I will return, I do not know

 

Days or weeks pass me by
But the colors or flashes before my eyes

 

I am lost in my mind
Sometimes stuck in the mental rewind

 

I will return
once through the ideas I burn

 

Sometimes I retreat in my head
Like how others retreat to their bed

 

When it becomes too much
to process and such

 

So I go and hide,
alone inside

 

until I have resolved
and my thoughts have evolved

 

Into usable form
into words or clear images they have transformed

 

It may appear I am lost to you
but even while in retreat, my heart remains true

 

My mind may wander away
but truly yours I intend to stay