Overthinking: The Need To Know
A tale of a place between two extremes, needing to know everything and not wanting to know anything. The very thin line between the sometimes dark power of knowledge and very appealing bliss of ignorance. On the side of the former, I find myself most often.
Thinking to myself- What am I doing?
If it's true that thoughts determine direction then where am I going?
Too often questions arise about all I'm pursuing
Overthinking does nothing but prevent any growing
Overwhelmed by the years that have gone by me
Thinking somethings wrong with me
Too often fears consume my mind but I can't let them control me
Sometimes I can't help but overthink
The line between objective and subjective can be confusing
And what about the methods I'm using?
Talking to myself- Where's this conversation going?
Between when the doors are opened or closed-
What's the difference with me?
Who am I supposed to be?
On one coin there's two sides- Pride and insecurity
Which one will I be choosing?
I'm fighting myself so how am I the one losing?
Too many times I can't help but overthink
As I write to myself I can only hope to find the answers to all I've been asking
I know in every place where problems exist, that so does opportunity
But sometimes I can't help but overthink
How can I possess all the love in the world but run out when it comes to me
And have the time for everyone and everything but nothing left for me
This is where my thoughts brought me
I've been thinking too much
Some things need to change
Thinking to myself- What am I consuming?
What lies have I believed that lead me here
What feelings are feeding the war inside of me?
Overthinking again
Here I am toeing the line between knowledge and belief
A line thinner than the ice I'm skating on
Just inches above the abyss that is the misconception that ignorance is bliss
But I'll lose my mind if I overthink one more time
I guess it's a lose-lose
So at the time I lose my grip on my sanity what will come of me?
Overthinking is my reflection- The need to answer every question
To know everything- but at a cost
One notion too many will bring all belief to cease
What treasures lay within the layers of my mind will be forever lost
Only one piece will remain- Of what used to be a place of peace
Now a scene of anxiety- I couldn't help but overthink
About the Creator
Josh Morgan
I began writing as a means of expressing creativity, relieving stress, and venting emotions. I mention my daily battle with mental health a lot, I hope it is relatable and inspiring to readers, as writing is something I'm passionate about.
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