Isolated words..

Tumblers cascading into cacophony,
Disjointed tunes affording seamless melody.
Chords and notes clashing as one,
Mindless rhythm, music of the mind.

Ink staining white sheets;
Thoughts flowing from mind to nib.
A complete jumble of incoherence,
My thoughts, my mind, isolated words.

Rivers of the Soul, parted in two,
Decisions, decisions, which to make.
What once was one, now made into few,
The roads spread out, which to take.