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Overthink
I always overthink
My thoughts like permanent ink
One thought
Next to another
All my little rambles
And my annoying little stutters
Amy Nov 2020
Thinking, thinking, thinking, thinking.
Who’d have thought?
My thinking is against me.
It’s pulling at my arms as I try to run.

Stuckstuckstuckstuck
Stuck in the pattern
Emotional quicksand
Dragging me back under
Over and over and over and over and over

I can never escape
  Never escape
The loop

I SCREAMED TO GOD FOR HELP

each time I gasp for air and get dragged back under

I don’t even know if I’m making progress

God give me a sign that I’m making progress
That’s slowly descended into madness
Saulė Nov 2020
Don't lie to an overthinker
You don't know how it kills
To lay in bet at night
And think about those things
I thought you told the truth
But things just don't add up
And what am I to do
When this is so messed up
I lay here till the sunrise
I went to bed at nine
It's been like seven hours
And you're still on my mind
I overthink these things
I know that it's not good
But I am not the one who made
Those thoughts become my truth
So do not lie to an overthinker
You won't help them survive
Truth hurts and that's a fact
But lies will only lead to die
Quixotic Coeus Nov 2020
I am a dreamer
I wonder how many stars are left alive
I hear their distant echoes
I see their twinkling lights
I want them to never fade
I am a dreamer

I pretend that they're still there
I feel their empty void
I reach up to the bright black sky
I forebode the encroaching sombre
I dirge the infinite requiem
I am a dreamer

I perceive through blind eyes all comprehension
I whisper through sealed lips a thousand voices
I dream for a silence
I strain to stay awake
I desire nights with no dreams
I am a dreamer
This is a really basic 'I am' though I thought I'd give it a go anyway, enjoy :)
Janna Orpa Nov 2020
The voices in my head that were once just whispers are the only thing I now hear.
They are no longer whispers.
They have taken over.
My thoughts are now playing on a loudspeaker in a loop!
They block out everything that’s happening around me
and I am now just a vessel that’s breathing.
El Nov 2020
The expectations in my head
overgrown and make a mess
the idea it has been spread
to let go gives me distress
why do I set the bar so high
to myself I tell this big lie
reality can not compete
it leaves me feeling bittersweet
I'd really love some feedback on my first peom
SeuT Oct 2020
The feeling of wanting to go home even though you lie in your bed.
What does that mean?
If this isn’t home, where is it?
What if I never find it?
What if I never had it in the first place?
Was I feeling something completely different and giving it the wrong label?
Who did this to me?
Was it me? It’s my fault, isn’t it?
Do I deserve this?
Why?
Am I a bad person?
Hammad Oct 2020
Overthinking does more harm than good
so i have quit thinking about you
and will keep the thoughts
and memories at bay
because
whatever happens
will happen
Anyway
yet here I am:
watching my efforts
going down the drain
by thinking this over, and over again...
Bryle Oct 2020
It comes like a lightning
The thoughts you've buried beneath
Written on the back of your notes
Deep within your heart, it is kept
It lingers, like a strong perfume scent
Only needs a bit to last til midnight
You keep coming back and forth
Going in circles and in circles again
Like a madman running on a loop
The memories, haunting, like a ghost
The traumas, fears, doubts, a wound
You then find yourself, looking too far
Wondering if you can gaze at those
Reasons that put you in a situation
Fell on a standstill, drowned in tides
A scar on the chest, passing as its
Only band aid, deep cuts opening as
Each fragments returning in times
Past, a favorite, a comfort changing
Into a disaster full of calamities
Shattering the very foundation built
On faith, security, and assurance
It always knocks, but there are times
It forces its way in. It's unexpected
Waiting on the bus stop
Working within a deadline
Making a cup of coffee
Just lying around, tired of everything
And in your idle state, no one knows
You are quietly breaking, falling apart
elixir Oct 2020
There is a riot in my head,
So chaotic, full of dread.
Fires burn over broken glass,
Spreading fast, blazing flesh.

They are looting everything,
Abducting unassuming strangers,
Harming innocent bystanders,
They flourish in the chaos they made.

They hate what they have become,
What they have chosen,
What they were given,
What they were left with.

There is a riot in my head,
But I just sit and watch instead.
How they demand more of the same,
How tomorrow will be more insane.

There is a riot in my head,
And here we don't bury the dead.
This is what overthinking feels like to me.
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