Overthinking Poem by Tessa Eichhorst

Always presenting a confident front, making those around me think I'm alive. Never letting my fear and thoughts swallow me whole; always thinking I'm enough.
Trying to let those I love in, but always holding up a wall. Anything good becomes suspect and nothing real comes into play.
Overthinking, not feeling, going numb. Just when I think I have a hold of life; I chose to run. Run away from reality and pray to start all over. Over with friends, neighbors, cities, and love.
Overthinking until my heart goes numb. Numb from the fear of letting you in, numb from the life I want to live. I sit here, I wonder what I really want; what would make me stop overthinking and move on.
As much pain and anxiety it always brings; overthinking has become my kin. If only I could move past these things I feel, then I wouldn't have to overthink, and my heart could love pure.