A Mind That Never Sleeps

It is very common to show minimal expressions when thinking about a million things. This poem is about this very problem that shows up on a day to day basis.

I sit and stare
Accompanied by my emotionless mask
that covers my feelings and hides my expressions
A job well done
Meanwhile, thoughts brew in my head
Imagining unspoken conversations 
Laying out all possibilities and probabilities
Drawing inferences from already explained conclusions
No limits
No restrictions
A mind that never sleeps

Author's Note

Please share any experiences in the comment section when your thoughts have gotten the best of you.

Reviews

[angel]

Ah, more times than I'd like to admit,Mary Jo...my mind gets all sorts of exercise; jumpin' to conclusions,castin' aspersions, dodgin' responsibility, chasin' the dragon...and I can't shut my brain off. I am here till 3 or 4 a.m., tryin' to quiet my brain; it never stops.
An example:I wrote a book, and in it the protagonist sees his wife hugging a friend, trying to comfort him.
The guy becomes enraged, and he goes to a bar and leaves with a woman. He is unfaithful to his wife with her. The woman meant nothing to him, but he did great damage to his marriage, and hurt his innocent wife.
This is what happens when you let your imagination gets the best of you.