In the quiet of the night, I lay in bed,
Thoughts spinning 'round inside my head.
I'm an overthinker, it's plain to see,
Caught in a web of uncertainty.
I ponder every choice I've ever made,
Worrying if I'll make the grade.
But deep down, I must confess,
Overthinking can be a tangled mess.
Yet in this chaos, there's a light,
A chance to turn my worries right.
I'll find a way,
To calm the storm and seize the day.
~ Cloie
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Author:
Cloie (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Poetry is the only medium through which I can truly express myself, soothing the chaos within. Here's a poem on overthinking, a vessel to compress the voices in my mind. Looking forward eagerly to hear your thoughts on this!
- Category: Sad
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Comments3
A psalm for the over thinkers!
Thank you for encapsulating the essence of my poem so beautifully! It's heartening to know that my words resonates. It means a lot to me.
Well done 💥
Thank you!
well you were indeed write .. you got your message across loud and clear ..
Thank you so much!
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