I have a brain.
But not just any brain — I have a brain dog.
It doesn’t sit. It doesn’t stay.
It runs. Fast. Far. Wild.
It sniffs every thought ever thought.
Dreams in 4D. Overthinks lunch plans like it's nuclear policy.
Sometimes... it chases shadows.
Dark ones. Horror-movie-type thoughts.
So I lock it up.!
“Time-out,” I say. “No more mind mazes today.”
And there — in its little prison — my mind rests. For a bit.
But oh... when it’s good?
When it connects the stars, builds worlds from ‘what ifs’ —
I give it biscuits.
Freedom. Space. Credit.
“Go on,” I say. “Think. Create. Be weird. Be wonderful.”
My brain dog is not broken.
It’s just untamed brilliance.
And sometimes, brilliance needs both biscuits and boundaries..
I say, “Go. Be mad. Be magic.”
It doesn’t always know balance.
Sometimes it breaks the rules.
Sometimes it breaks me.
But it’s mine.
My brain dog.
And damn it…
I love the chaos it brings
Categories:
overthinks, anxiety, art, atheist, blessing,
Form: Free verse
What curious charge to press 'pon lover -
that he "overthinks" - therein his mistake.
When he feels fire difficult to cover,
while innocent passions keep him awake.
The only p'wr prompting hesitation
is perception -correct- that you don't feel.
Thus tortuous math, sour consternation:
Duty to realism or the ideal?
Intuition suggests looming failure,
but still, perhaps, the truth should be revealed
rather than cast to sea by a sailor.
My heart - small sacrifice- it shall be healed.
Cautious? I am - but also greatly dare.
I overthink things, dear, because I care.
15 July 2023
Categories:
overthinks, confusion, riddle, sad love,
Form: Sonnet
My Heart beats like a drum in ecstatic trance
My Mind overthinks like a flame flickering in the wind
The rhythm of my worries beat me to an anxious pulp
Is he coming?
Hearts must become entwined
Love unrequited needs us
Wanting overcomes me
This is not lust
I want to feel his eyes all over me
To acknowledge that we are so close
To taste his quivering lips
To prove he is here
To touch him at last
To give away all my fears
When will we be together?
To love to hope and be as we wish
To be as one as my heart and mind needs
When will we let go?
Of each other’s past and create ones anew
Maybe before it’s too late
Before others enter the silent war and conquer me or you
Before tears can’t be a healing force
And we wilt away
When?
Not yesterday
Today is passing
Tomorrow is even fading
I guess dreams may come true
But not unless we make a move
Categories:
overthinks, anxiety, boyfriend, break up,
Form: Verse