Mini Brain Dumps

I always tell people that I don’t like poetry. However, when it comes time for me to process feelings swirling through my head, I always gravitate toward writing poems. Weird, right?

Poetry typically makes my head hurt. There are rhymes and stanzas and a beat to follow. And I can’t hold a beat to save my life (seriously, ask any of my friends, and they’ll confirm).

But poetry doesn’t have limitations, grammar rules, or a need to fit into a mold. In the end, it’s about crafting something for me. Even if it sucks or doesn’t make sense to anyone else, it makes sense to me. Somehow, in all of the chaos, there’s a message, there’s beauty, there’s sense in the senseless.

And sometimes, that’s all you need.