Listening

 Listening 

 

Listening to the thoughts running through my brain as it picks apart every conversation, every interaction, would drive anyone mad! 

Reminding me of every inconsistency, and ever avoided question, making me wonder what is true. 

Listening to these thoughts that won’t stop, making me question everything, which just makes me sad. 

Every word, every conversation, picked apart, highlighting everything that doesn’t fit, of which there are a few. 

 

Listening to the thoughts in my mind, as I’m reminded of how many said they weren’t going anywhere, then left anyway. 

Reminding me how many times I wasn’t enough or was too much. 

Reminding me of the ones that only wanted temporary, or to use me as a place holder, even they said they would stay. 

Yet I keep trying, keep letting people in because though I am perfectly okay being on my own, I still crave human touch! 

 

Listening to the overthinking that is a constant in my life, can drive me insane. 

I wish I didn’t have to listen, that I didn’t have to worry or second guess. 

But the negative aspect of every situation, conversation, and relationship; replay in my brain. 

Leaving me in a depressive state, not knowing who is real and who isn’t, leaving me feeling like a hot mess! 

 

-Angela Stull, 10/06/24