A Manic mind is my mind. No need for sleep. Thoughts deep but scattered. Everything matters once I was touched with the fire, the flames unleashed a beast, a beautiful mind that craves to create. Will fill a blank slate with colors that come to my mind, the rhymes, the lines, the pen put to the paper, it writes itself. The psychosis lets me slip into a part of my mind not many people have been. It's a Manic mind that can't be confined, a compulsion to create. I AM ART... The Manic Mind State.
