I think. I think too much.
I’m chained to my brain’s chaos
My heart guarded but afraid.
Pain marred scars.
Tell stories of a sensitive soul
Lost in a high tide zone.
Battered by the currents of regret.
Burned by a scornful sun.
Thoughts swirl in endless motion.
Disturbing my equilibrium
Demons born on the waves of insecurities.
Hellions of a mind.
They reign, feeding on my weaknesses.
One day I hope to stage a rebellion.
Until then..
I remain a paragon of hypercritical introspection.
Everything I Never Told You 
Beautiful. I am a poster child for this. Tosh. Love
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I know. We are two peas in a pod of chaos.
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I resemble this. 🙂 Love.
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😉 xoxo
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Are you in my head… Again? Love the way you think. Balance in the universe, the ever expanding mind, I seek to contain the peace that dwells inside.😊
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Yes, I am a known head invader. Ha I’m constantly seeking peace. It likes to play hide and seek. x
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how thoughtful. every line gives a massage nice.
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I hope we worked the kinks out. All Best. x
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Another fantastic piece. “a sensitive soul
Lost in a high tide zone.”
I think, think, think also, but is it really possible to overthink? We have amazing brains, after all!
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Ha-ha. Good point, lovely one
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I was always told the same. Piffle.
There’s nothing wrong with thinking, as long as it’s constructive. You, my lad, are definitely constructive.
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Thanks, mi lass
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Yay. Glad you noticed and understood. Lol
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I miss nothing. 🙂
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