#messy thoughts

The words became heartbeats more alive than myself
And the ideas became words
Books strewn on a shelf
Collecting dust
Just enough to cloud the mind
Picked up and swept away
A dusty dream to find

“If I’m gonna be a mess I’m gonna be a colourful one. I’m gonna be a mess of confetti and streamers; a mess of life and laughter and music and happiness. Because you are going to be a mess, that we have no choice over.

But what kind of mess you want to be is in your hands.”

S.A // The Magic Is In The Mess