Charmed mind

Over-thinking is a cursed charm that starts to seep through your system as the clock strikes 12. You will feel it crawl on the tiniest cracks of your mind, slowly making you surrender in its dark spell. Until you found yourself being a slave who's too willing to dive into the depths of the unknown. You lost the fight like those countless nights you had let it eat you whole because you're just too tired to block the whispers echoing inside your head. After all, what will a mere pillow could do to drown the noise banging in your skull as thoughts demand to break free, to be said, to be expressed.

Still, no one listens. So, you kept it all like a hidden treasure that pandora shut away in a magic chest. Never to be found by anyone, a secret that just you and the moon knows about.

And you can't help but wonder, how is it that these unwanted thoughts become the most aesthetic words through your pen? Why  is it that something as abstract as your destroyed mind can be as beautiful as an underrated art?