Maze of thoughts and what if's,
My mind roams
Overthinking patterns and mirrors
I can't escape,
Questions, brain fogs and grey clouds all swirl
Lost in a labyrinth of my own haze.
Analyzing each situation, each word, each action
Overthinking everything that happens way before,
Always being right, always a new maze to explore.
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Phoenix
PoetryIn the world of poetry, words spin your head like pottery and sings you a melody, from deep and tarnished poems to resilience blooming roots, this collection of poems unfolds a jar of crowded emotions, as the main topic is resilience, the way to it...
