I am drowning in the waters caught
In floods and tides and waves of thought
I try to bring myself to think
But ideas stay beyond the brink
I try so many and succeed in none
I strive to know and finish one
But my mind will stay to fail and flunk
And walk in ways a stumbling drunk
If I try to think of thoughts so many
I won’t be able - to think of any
A mixture of overthinking everything and tad bit of anxiety. I would love to hear back any type of feedback. I am trying to put together an anthology and need to be critiqued as a writer.