Thoughts fumble for hours ,
the void slowly eating me whole.
It breaks down the courage to act,
then makes the unbearable stay longer.
A mind that talks to itself
about situations that never even happened ,
wounds that exist only in rehearsal.
The fear that haunts every late night,
a silent monster
that makes the impossible
feel terrifyingly real.
© Mission Gaire, 2026. All rights reserved.
Apr 4
Apr 4, 2026 at 12:36 PM UTC
Thoughts fumble for hours ,
the void slowly eating me whole.
It breaks down the courage to act,
then makes the unbearable stay longer.
A mind that talks to itself
about situations that never even happened ,
wounds that exist only in rehearsal.
The fear that haunts every late night,
a silent monster
that makes the impossible
feel terrifyingly real.
© Mission Gaire, 2026. All rights reserved.
I wrote this from own experience of what i have delt with my overthinking.
