Overload

Much nobler minds have contemplated
that which whispers on the fringe
of my poor brain inundated
with enough turmoil to unhinge.
Such fatal thoughts are too extreme
problems are seldom as bad as they seem.

When rampant confusion reigns inside
perspective becomes questionable,
trivial woes are magnified,
careless words wax detestable—
defenses tend to over react
as the bonds of misery slowly contract.

Locked in a cell of apprehension
prisoner of futility,
the best way to handle undue tension
is just to let the small things be;
mishaps occur, surely no crime
handle your life one task at a time.