The Life of an Overthinker – A Poem

I want to write
Yet I don’t know about what
I feel so much
And variety of emotions
Happiness, helplessness,
Boredom, tiredness
Yet none can be expressed
The way I want to
So many thoughts
Swimming in my head
I don’t wanna think
I want it to stop
It will explode
I want to explode
I want to explode with words
To see them all on paper
How can one person
Handle all these emotions?
How can I breathe easily,
While sinking?
I feel lost
I don’t know what I want
My mind is a prison
That I can’t escape
I wanna run fast and far
But to no particular place
I need to be alone
Yet I wanna talk
All these years on this planet
But finding no one to talk to
I wonder if this battle in my head
Will ever finish
If my thoughts give me a break,
To have some mercy upon me
Then after everything
I ask myself,
“What’s the point of life,
Or living?”
I don’t understand
Why we live,
Why everything happens like this,
Why we should be here.
And that makes me feel tired
Not only emotionally, but physically as well
And that makes me
Want to spend my days laying in bed
Not caring about the world
Or anyone else