the mind of an overthinker

tumultuous times render the weak useless never growing from experiences but acting on what our mood is change is inevitable tho one ponders direction in a mind that is flooded with divergent misconceptions for we seek some validity from the ones we hold dear never receiving what is sought always running from our fear he was impulsive by nature conclusions always made in haste whilst searching for the answers he wasn't one built for the chase debating the next step for the move would be tactical not one for fabrications decisions always practical insomnia built from thoughts a mind with no off switch seeking a remedy to the madness he heard a voice in his head "don't worry you have this"