Overthinking

Blurred into my surroundings, I become

a creature made of air, and nothing more.

Sunken into the elastic depths of my brain, I roam

in the stream of my consciousness, I soar. 

No thoughts behind my eyes, no thoughts at all. I

mutter no words until I am spoken to, I

manage to pull any resemblance of a functioning human being. They

are noticing they are noticing

quick act quick

think but do it quick

the ramblings in my brain go at lighting speed,

until I-

Shit. 

They know that,

they realize that,

they are aware that–

Paloma Villavicencio — April 4th, 2022