A free verse poem about overthinking and the games we play in our mind.
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Darkness has been a loyal friend
Sitting in my vacant head
While I lay on my bed
waiting waiting waiting
For a changing of my thread
The thread that tied me together
Kept me under the weather.
Will new fabric make me feel better
Or will the unraveling of one
Lead to the binding of another?
Just one disguise on another.
think and think and think
Ponder changes that would make life sweeter.
Avoid action and end up tasting bitter.
Candy loses its taste too quickly.
It’s safe in the darkness.
No conflict to bear.
Excuses seem fair.
My conscience is clear.
Just peace.
Peace and time.
Time
So present and so future in the same moment.
Complaining when 5 minutes is wasted by others
Forgetting when 10 years is wasted by me.
If I think long enough I’ll do nothing.
Is that true?
Hmm maybe I should go back to my room for a few.
Think that one through.
A quick pro/con should do.
love you. Quinn 