the what if games

KennedyMcneese

A jar filled with so many stories and thoughts.

thoughts where I've overthought and mapped out everything to date.

Worry and fear filled inside of this jar.

The jar of which I call the what ifs, the thing my mother calls a game.

But what if it was curiosity and wonder not worry and fear.

How would one convince itself that the way they are thinking is normal?

It's all psychological. 

You control your thoughts and how you act.

The what if game consist of guessing the unknown and trying to find control in something you have none.

It's a thing to grasp to when we feel we are weak.

When we fear that the time, we have, will devour us before we can speak.

The what if’s bring a since of comfort as it allows you to think of possibilities.

But what happens when we play the possibilities game too long and go too far?

What if you get devoured by your what ifs and then you become stuck in a pot

  • Author: KM (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 18th, 2023 23:51
  • Comment from author about the poem: Shows the struggles with the stories one tells themselves though the game called "what if" and how it can go too far and tear you down.
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