" simple..... Overthinking "
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A gud nyt to my sleepless nights
A sweet dream to my worst nightmares
A take care to my negligence-
I talk to myself and listen to my heart..β€οΈ
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Lay on bed, and let the thoughts take a tour trip around memory lane. Pausing to stop and recall certain incidence.
Can't do much, don't wish to let my dogs to wake up.-
"Overthink, I guess."
"Okay, then why and what do you overthink ?"
"There's not a specific topic, actually. Sometimes it's my career, movies or even a incident happened years ago."
"That's interesting, and reason ?"
"Well, that's a mystery for me too. Whether overthinking is the reason for my sleepless nights or sleepless nights are reason for my overthinking is still a unsolved question."
"Gosh, forget it, otherwise I'll be having sleepless nights, overthinking about your overthinking."
"Very funny, let's go."-
I rage battles with my accumulated thoughts
On the killing fields of my brain
There are no two sides
There are no armies
Its each thought battling to survive
To stay alive, eventually none do
Broken, beaten, scarred thoughts
A few escape and find their place here
In immortality... bleeding still-
Was Just wasting my lifetime over a night of overthinking and over exhaunting
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'I have a conversation with myself'
'That's called thinking, mate'
'What if I said I will let you join me and then WE can have a conversation together'
'That's still called thinking'
'Well, in that case, I won't invite you to join me. You can watch me if you wish.'
'OMG! you are impossible.'
'See, I have made it possible to be impossible. That means nothing is impossible.'
ππ¨ 'I'm out of this madhouse, pronto. Scoot boy, scoot.'
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"I was accepting the biggest truth that, you are just returning my love.The moment I stop loving you, you will leave me".
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'Open my drafts, open the chats that I didn't read ever.'
'Anything else?'
'Yes I think about all the girls who left me or I left them.'
'How many girls you left?'
'They are less than the girls who left me.'-