Centripetal force and convoluted thoughts

When your brain concocts reasons,
Thoughts that keep you awake
Explanations that are gibberish,
Expectations that have no basis
With words that mean nothing,
Are in a tune that's misinterpreted
I grapple for the truth
I cling onto morsels of logic
I grasp for a theory
A flimsy reason
Or a rock solid alibi
I quiver, twitch,  and shudder
The fragility makes me wince
The past makes me shiver
In retrospect,
maybe it was
A mistake swept under the rug
A topic not worth missing