sleepless.

Overthinking is my enemy 
It leads me to complete insanity 
A self-pity made up of an inquisitive anatomy 
What if...? 
The two words that spiral me into a frenzy 
A psychological tornado not even my friends see 
My zoned out face says I'm out of it 
But I'm too deep into it 
My predicament suggests mental breakdown is imminent 
Dead memories get brought back to mind 
Checking if history repeated itself one last time 
The answer is in my head, I know 
I'm looking for it everywhere like Waldo 
But I jump to crazy conclusions 
Spurred by past lies and illusions 
Then comes the true/false confusion 
I think it's reality that I'm losing 
Is this the real answer? 
Or is it a trick card? 
Anger spreads like cancer 
Because it shouldn't be this hard 
My brain is pleading in exasperation "Please stop reading into the situation! " 
Except I can't. 
I'm an addict of my thoughts 
And I'll never go to rehabilitation