The Thought Process
The Thought Process Of A Girl Who Thinks Too Much You are quiet. Light and sound from the outside travel in. On the inside you are anything but quiet. Words, memories, and feelings run through your head. Your regrets try to stab you in the heart. No one feels the hurt you do. And you think noone will ever understand. Why you do the things you do. You think. Think of the person who means the most to you. The person you miss the most. Are they the same person? You're thinking. Thinking of your past, present, and future. Wishing you could take back the things you regret. Hoping you are foing things right now. Trying to make sure. Make sure you dont have regrets. Regrets for what you are doing and saying. RIGHT NOW! You can wish and fantasize about the future. But you are in today. If it sucks. You're trying to make it through to happiness. If you're happy. You're thinking. God. I hope this lasts. Because I don't wanna be in the pain I've been in. In my past. You fight. With the ones you love the most. With the ones you hate or can't stand. You fight. to keep the loved ones close. And you fight. To keep your enemies as far away as possible. So they don't wreck your happiness. The happiness you get from the ones you love. Who you one day fear. Will become your enemies. You wonder. If you will end up happy. Or end up alone. Alone and broken. Your world can chanfe. Change in a matter of words, seconds, one situation. It can change everything. The way you feel, About someone or something. At times you may wonder. Wonder, Are you loud enough? To break the silence? To be heard? Can the hear you over the noise in the world? Wonder, Are you big enough? To move? Ti shake up the world? Wonder. Are you too scared? To take a deep breath? deep breath and just let everything go? Wonder, Is it real? Is it as real to you? As it was and is to me? Did it even mean anything? When things start to fall apart. You find yourself missing old times. When everything was simple, No complications. No akward moments. Just conversation and simplicity. You fight. Your mind. To keep away your insecurities. And to stop yourself. From thinking too much.
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