Anxiously Awaiting...Nothing

It never makes sense

How you can think about the same thing for hours

Which turns into days,

And before you know it weeks

Consumed by thoughts

It never makes sense

You function, you talk to others

You're going through the daily motions,

But your mind is repeating the same thoughts in the background

You can't make it stop

It never makes sense

Because it can start from nothing

And suddenly everything is wrong

Once it starts, you just have to brace yourself and hang in there

Pray it stops

It never makes sense

It seems like the world is going to end,

And it doesn't

But everyday is the same cycle,

Anxiously waiting...that feeling that it's coming

An impending nothing

Your mind becomes so heavy,

Anxiously awaiting...nothing

It never makes sense...is it just me?