Preposterous Thoughts

I regret having darned preposterous thoughts
Desolately swaying
Lingering
Dawdle doter slowly creeping my repose
Disturb fate not in pain unsought.
Stop weaving my mind to knots.
Though benevolently I wait patiently still
With hurt untouched.
Force me not to swallow my heart
So weary
Earnestly yearning to give-up.