Hell on Earth is a mind that thinks
*** on Earth is a mind that thinks,
Pain is brought from sentence strings,
For every thought by peasant or Kings,
*** on Earth is a mind that thinks,
For men will weep, though birds will sing,
For they've no mind, for woeful things,
We've no worries for food or drink,
But problems brought from self inflict,
A mind who questions, a mind who thinks,
Aware of what exists,
Perhaps it's silence that is the bliss,
For *** on Earth is a mind that thinks
@diligentShade426
Overthinking can be exhausting.
And it can take away so much from us.
Rob us of our day.
Our sleep.
Our peace.
It's so important to combat it, and to not let it take over, I know, easier said than done, but I live in hope 💚
Thanks Amanda 🫂
@diligentShade426 the curse of being human🙁 you write really well 💖
Thanks Tiny. Appreciate your feedback 🙏
@diligentShade426
I really loved your poem. Sensitive minds suffer not because they are weak but because they notice everything even when it's too quiet
Thanks mossy. Very true sadly 😕
