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I think

Writer's picture: Gwynne WeirGwynne Weir

I think

I always overthink

I just cannot

switch it all off,

And try to catch a wink

Of sleep at night

My mind is bright with thoughts and words and dark and gloom

I lie here, waiting, in my room

For sleep to come and shelter me

Refresh my being

Give me escape

But it eludes me

A cat, slinking away to prowl

A star, hidden by midnight mist

A treasure sought, but rarely found

I must be bound

To sleep soon now, my eyelids droop

I start to nod...


But no.

Those wicked thoughts

Again rear up

Achieving nothing

But the sting

Of everything

That I did wrong today.

I think.

I always overthink.

 
 
 

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