
Slammed by a single thought,
A thought that wipes off any smile,
Heart racing, a deep ache of the soul,
Pain that lasts quite awhile.
**
Doubt creeps in around the edge of the subconscious,
Questions rally and run on repeat,
Wondering if the decisions are wisely chosen,
Suddenly hesitant, can’t face the heat.
**
What was the original thought thinking?
Blindly following distant dreams,
Is it a mistake?
Possibly overthinking, it seems.
**
Echoes surrender over the worries,
Seldom taking reality and slapping its face,
Tomorrow is where the unknown persists,
Locking in a humbling pace.
**
Joy stolen; excitement the last runner over the line,
Overwhelming list of all to be done,
Hard work wearing a groove in time,
Demolishing the possibility to come.
**
Trust, a work in progress,
A head once buried deep within the sand,
Has the strength deserted or lay forgotten?
Lagging behind for what the future has planned.
**
Shivers of anxiety rule the head,
Forging tracks that shatters the heart,
Deep breaths unfettering a bosom,
As fears stumble around blindly in the dark.
**
Eyes stare at all possible problems,
Determination darting out of view,
Tears revolving on a wheel of sorrow,
As an old life is discarded, leaving emotions askew.
**
Terror rides sagging shoulders,
A hard taskmaster of whips and chains,
Beaten bloody, bent not broken,
Left standing tall with what fight remains.

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About the Creator
Colleen Millsteed
My first love is poetry — it’s like a desperate need to write, to free up space in my mind, to escape the constant noise in my head. Most of the time the poems write themselves — I’m just the conduit holding the metaphorical pen.



Comments (4)
Now that was extremely powerful! Loved your poem, my friend!
Loved this all too relatable poem! It seems that our thoughts can be overrun by anxious overthinking thoughts!
Anxiety and overthinking, what a combo. Well done, my friend.
Colleen this is from a warrior's heart! Life's battles make us that way. We get up to fight again. Find your rest and peace though, soldier.