In endless musings, heart begins to break,
Thoughts swirl, relentless, now a stormy lake.
Self-inflicted harm, to that fragile heart,
An overthinker’s curse, tears it apart.
Each worry a shadow, questions arise,
A mind’s dark labyrinth, where solace dies.
Scrutinizing choices, dissecting fate,
Their thoughts, a cyclone, ever intricate.
What if’s and maybes, a tangled affair,
A tender heart caught in a web’s tight snare.
Overthinking devours, bites at the core,
Self-doubt whispers, till trust exists no more.
With every thought, their own core they fracture,
Lost in study, shades they manufacture.
Silent warfares waged within their own mind,
Self-made blight, impossible to unwind.
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poem © Copyright 2023 Aarron Laidig