#overthink
why do I overthink my art form?
as if it won’t set me apart from the norm.
there will always be
others that invalidate
what you choose to create;
for how i choose to articulate,
my inner voice,
so it’s my choice, too.
and I can’t let it
impact my mental state.
I must traverse through it
for my art’s sake.
Mar 11
Mar 11, 2026 at 12:14 AM UTC
I’ve been carrying this fear quietly,
tucking it between smiles and “I’m fine,”
but it’s been sitting in my chest
every time I look at you
and think about how much I could lose.
I know you say you love me.
I know you show it—
in the way you stay,
the way you look at me like I matter,
like I’m not hard to love.
I believe you.
I really do.
But I’m scared anyway.
My past still knocks when I don’t answer.
My ex still lingers like a shadow
I never invited,
and outside of school
my life feels messy and loud—
parents, arguments, expectations
that weigh more than they should.
I worry you’ll look at all of that
and decide it’s too much.
That I’m too much.
I’ve loved you since the start of sophomore year,
back when it was just hope and wishing,
when loving you was quiet and one-sided
and still felt worth it.
Now it’s junior year,
and somehow I’m here—
the luckiest girl alive
because you finally chose me.
That’s why I’m scared to mess this up.
Not because I doubt us,
but because I care so **** much.
If you ever leave,
it won’t just hurt—
it’ll break me in a way
only someone I truly love could.
I’m not saying that to trap you,
or to make you stay.
I’m saying it because you deserve to know
how real this is to me.
I love you—
with all the fear,
all the hope,
and all the pieces of my heart
that trusted you enough
to finally let you in.
Jan 28
Jan 28, 2026 at 9:41 AM UTC
So you say you fall for me.
You wish to start a family with me.
You confess you adore my demeanor,
and in your eyes, I appear
the right partner for marriage.
For this, you long to exchange vows with me.
You say the character I carry
is the one you have been searching for,
and for that, you want me
to place a ring upon your finger.
Isn’t that beautiful?
Marry me not
not because I do not love you,
but because my love for you is an ocean
that would suffocate if trapped in a dam.
Marry me not
not because I would break my vows,
but because I would carve them into my heart,
and they would wound me
the day you forget yours.
Marry me not
not because I am unfit for love,
but because I love so deeply
that love itself would envy me.
Marry me not
because I care too much,
and I would love you for ages.
Jan 16
Jan 16, 2026 at 4:03 AM UTC
i know you'll tell me
if it is too much,
but im scared i did something wrong
and you just didn't tell me.
im overthinking.
i do it a lot.
too much for my own good.
you probably
won't like that information.
the fact that i overthink.
i don't want it to stop you
from telling me things,
important things.
but i can't stop
the worry,
the stress,
the care.
i hope i wasn't too much.
Jan 11
Jan 11, 2026 at 11:48 AM UTC
You asked if you could leave to talk to someone else.
I wanted to say no—
Tried, even.
Because I knew that when you would leave,
I’d feel empty.
I asked you why.
You said you talk to me all the time.
As if that’s a reason.
But I heard "I’m sick of you."
I heard "I hate you."
I heard "I don’t love you."
So instead of replying,
Or asking again,
I left on my own,
Sentencing myself to the pain of
Silence
And
Thoughts.
Dec 26, 2025
Dec 26, 2025 at 12:30 AM UTC
silence is loud when you're alone
and it's not the absence of noise
or the humming in your ear,
it's something only you can hear and no one else
it's constant and explosive and all around
it's the uproar of your thoughts
making all that sound
you can try and hush it,
try to make it a nice place to be but
you know another just comes
and it can affect you, hurt you
leave you in a loop— analysis paralysis
now don't lose yourself in it
break from that cycle, don't let
it eat at you bit by bit
it's like a virus that spreads
and starts numbing your body
your mind's hit overload and
just blaring, almost deafening...
but still,
you can never hear complete silence
not even when you're alone
so go rest your heavy head
and escape from reality
i'm sorry you have to do it again
because dreams are temporary.
May 29, 2021
May 29, 2021 at 12:41 AM UTC
Come close
Closer , closer
Relax stop overthinking
What do you see ?
Everything is much more beautiful when you don’t overthink right ?
Apr 6, 2021
Apr 6, 2021 at 10:31 PM UTC
My mind has faulty insulation, cracks for thoughts to creep in no matter how hard I try to block them out. Fractures as if from years of wear letting painful memories or cringing moments flood my head wreaking havoc as they soil it all. Regrets plague my conscience, stealing me from sleep, from peace. Keeping carefree out of my reach, to no end. No end in sight.
A.C.
Mar 21, 2021
Mar 21, 2021 at 2:19 AM UTC
Am I a soul or a set of skills?
Am I a woman or just your desire?
When will I be free from everyone’s perspectives?
And when will It burnt,
My fire
Feb 20, 2021
Feb 20, 2021 at 9:50 PM UTC
tired is all i can describe
for this feeling of nothingness
tired is the only word i can think of
to explain this feeling of emptiness
i wish my mind wasn't so tired.
tired of overthinking everything.
tired of being afraid of everything.
maybe one day i'll wake up
and finally have the energy
to describe this feeling as more than
just tired
Feb 8, 2021
Feb 8, 2021 at 6:42 AM UTC
i'm not pushing you away bc i don't love you
i'm just worried you'll start to hate me
as much as i hate myself
it's easier pushing myself away
than to deal with the constant feeling of not being enough
no matter how many friends i have,
no matter how many people i'm with,
no matter who says they love me,
i'm all alone
Jan 25, 2021
Jan 25, 2021 at 10:48 AM UTC
1. the night is all the day wishes it could be; it's better for thinking, and loving, and dreaming.
2. each night i go out to look at the sky and admire the stars.
3. to see the stars, a certain amount of darkness is required.
4. all the darkness in the world can't ***** out the light from a single candle.
5. i overthink impossible amounts of scenarios, as many as the infinite stars spanning the sky.
6. you are the last thing on my mind as i fall asleep.
7. you are all i ever dream about.
8. you are the first thing on my mind when i wake.
9. you don't love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or their talent.
10. you love them because they sing a song that only you can hear, a song that resonates and harmonizes with your soul.
11. music is a language, just like english or spanish, that's why it's difficult for some people to learn and understand.
12. the sky transitioning from cool blue to warm orange-pinks to freckled black gives off a 5-1 cadence feel.
13. the moon shines brightest when there is no one there to see.
14. the sun may watch me during the day, but it's the moon who knows all my secrets and desires.
15. like the stars, gentle and beautiful, you are exactly like them: i couldn’t be with you, only admire you.
Jan 16, 2021
Jan 16, 2021 at 9:21 PM UTC
I do not think,
because from there I sink
into the depths of the poison I drink.
smaller and smaller I shrink
until one day I cannot unlink...
𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳 404: 𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘺𝘯𝘤.
Oct 14, 2020
Oct 14, 2020 at 7:17 PM UTC
Staying up late because I can't sleep
Wild thoughts running, making me overthink
I feel something bothering me but I can't figure it out
In my head I always have doubts.
I can't open up to anyone, I am scarred
It feel like I was put behind bars
Not by any person but an entity
No other than another me.
Headed outside to get some fresh air
Looking up to the sky so bare
Nothing else but the moon
Alone and I hummed a tune.
From child to adult I needed a companion
Everyone else is busy I had tension
I felt like I was alone broken and bent
Then I remembered the moon has always been my friend.
Up in the sky shining bright at night
Talking to it makes me smile.
Sep 29, 2020
Sep 29, 2020 at 10:05 AM UTC
I can't believe we've come this far.
Letting us see each other's scars.
I can't believe that you're still here.
Or that you've changed me so much
In less than a year.
I never wanted you to see
That I was an overthinker.
Or how much I love belting out
My favorite songs even though
I'm a bad singer.
I thought you wanted a protector.
That showing my fun side
Would drive you away.
Little did I know, that's exactly why
You decided to stay.
Sep 27, 2020
Sep 27, 2020 at 2:16 AM UTC
There, there son of adam. Her words glimmering on your reflections, munching up every inch of your sanity whereas immersing minuscule substances of your dignity to rapidly prompt her indulgence closer to the triumph of yourself destruction
Sep 9, 2020
Sep 9, 2020 at 4:07 AM UTC
the space in this skull is claustrophobic
the words of this mouth are clumsy in movement
with every willingness for a silence of a thousand centuries
Aug 14, 2020
Aug 14, 2020 at 11:11 PM UTC
I see everything differently. I used to drive down the road and think nothing of it, only noticing the trees and the people walking by. Now, each time I drive down the road I look for your face, hoping that in the crowds of people I would notice you. When I look at the trees I don’t admire their beauty, I search for your beauty in them. When I listen to music, all the songs remind me of you. Because now all of the sudden, each lyric is a note once written from me to you - perfectly describing how I feel for you. The coffee I drink reminds me of you too - I cannot run from you. For with each sip I am reminded of how you only drink black coffee, and with each swallow I take, I think of how if you were here you would criticize me for drinking it with cream. When I walk by the water I think of you. I think of how you kissed me by the water, held me, touched me, spoke to me - each wave that crashes floods my mind with memories of you. When I hear somebody yell, I hear you yelling. I hear your loud, raspy, and tired voice call out to me. I hear you say my name. I hear it all - my mind plays your voice like a record, the sound revolving in my head constantly. When I stare at this page, I cannot stop myself from thinking of you. I wonder what you would think of me if you read this. Would you laugh and call me pathetic or would you love me for it? I will never know. I often question what you are thinking about, and I often hope it is of me. I see life differently, each day when I wake I hope that the day brings me closer to you. I see the sun differently. When its beams shoot into the universe, and the heat touches my skin, I imagine that it is the heat of your skin against mine. You are the sun. As I write this I feel your emotions - I feel your hurt. I know you are no longer mine, however I feel as if I am still yours. When I think of love, I think of you - after all love isn’t easy, it is something you fight for. I will fight for you - I do not have you, but I will not lose you.
Jul 16, 2020
Jul 16, 2020 at 3:16 PM UTC
Less time just dreaming
Less time overthinking
Less time rereading
Less time receding
Less time reminiscing
Less time revisiting
Less time missing
More time living
Jun 9, 2020
Jun 9, 2020 at 10:16 AM UTC
Would it help me?
Would it change me?
Would I overthink my life and my decisions?
Would my life be the same?
Would I still live in the now or would I just think of tomorrow?
I don’t know what I would do!
But I know what I am doing today!
Living in the now!
May 7, 2020
May 7, 2020 at 10:23 AM UTC
Tired, lying in my bed
and yet I couldn't sleep
Thinking of the thousand
moments in my life
when I could've made
a better decision,
a better choice
My life may have ended up
in a better place
These thoughts
keep me up all night
They haunt me
but it's too late
and what hurts most is
I have to live with
those decisions
for the rest of my life
May 1, 2020
May 1, 2020 at 11:45 AM UTC
Staring at a blank space,
Physically tired,
Mentally awake,
Lost in your own facade world,
A perfect escape from reality,
A place where no one can hurt you,
No one can judge you,
No one can make you cry.
No one, but yourself.
May 1, 2020
May 1, 2020 at 12:27 PM UTC