Friday, October 1, 2021

Overwhelmed

Constantly Overwhelmed.
In amongst a crowd
Feeling like I am not allowed
I feel alone
Like a statue of stone
Silence abounding
Beyond your understanding
Constantly Overwhelmed.
Everyone ignoring the fact
That I am not putting on a act
Thoughts running around in circles,
Not listening to the verbals
I am staying still though
Tired of moving to and fro
Constantly Overwhelmed.
Left in the corner
Like a lone mourner
Self composed
Avoiding being exposed
Crying without tears
Hiding from unknown fears
Constantly Overwhelmed.
Peter T Murray 25 September 2021

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