It’s silent
can be deadly and all consuming
The power we give to thoughts..
The ones that rule our mind
The ones we ought to naught..
The questions,
the unknowns
and all we leave behind..
what if’s
Maybes
With all its’ lost time..
Unrequited passions
Unfulfilled dreams
Broken moments
Dashed hopes..
It is not always as it seems..
The longer you dwell on what you can’t foretell
The hotter the burn from your own hell
encumbered, entangled
crushed beneath it all
if you keep pushing
the harder you will fall..
set loose those thoughts that threaten to own you
Wearing you out
until you don’t know you..
You are more than the sum of your thoughts..
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