Up and down

In the deepest darkness of the night, white smoke rose up. Up, up and away it went. So did my mind.

On the barely lit street, I couldn't keep myself still. I had to move. Arms, and steps, turns and had to let myself out in the only way I knew. Up, up and around I went. So did my mind.

Under the made up blanket castle at the midnight. I wrote and wrote it all down. Up, up and over it all. So did my mind.

And I just can't stop, it is the main point to never stop. I have to write it down, move it out, enjoy the night. Sometimes it comes all at once. So does my mind.