I could not escape my thoughts
As they lingered in my head
It was a way out I sought
So I headed back to bed
I had a drink, then two
Then maybe a few too many more
Thinking maybe I could drown them
I closed my eyes, then with a sigh
And a bit of a grimace, I then realized
My victims didn’t die
But rather floated back to the surface
Their words on the walls
In every direction in which I peered
Indeed all I saw were their snide faces and sneers
So with a spike now, I gouged my eyes out
So I couldn’t see anymore
Hoping for some sort of refrain
Only to discover, to my horror
That the thoughts still remain
I could hear them now, loud and clear
Shouting and screaming piercing my ears
By no means a welcoming sound
Repeating the failures and fears
That are conjured up by the awful content of these thoughts
So I picked up a pair of sharpened shears
And promptly sliced off both my ears
I felt some relief as they fell to the floor
Knowing that I couldn’t hear them anymore
Then, with a feeling that made me a little ill
I realized the ****** thoughts lingered still
These treasonous demons
So relentless in their quest
I could still smell their putrid stench
Their wicked decaying deathly scent
So I banged my head against my cold steel desk
Again and again,
Shattering my nose into a million pieces
Finally some peace, I said to myself
They could no longer get to me through my sense of smell
Yet the life of this moment met its end quick
When I realized that somehow they had found another sense
An unsettling sensation suddenly came over me
I could already taste the flavor of wretchedry
Like a distorted gourmet of bitterness and misery
Not wanting to sit through the main course a minute more,
I tore out my rancid tongue and let it join my ears on the floor
Relishing in the all too brief respite
Agonizingly realizing I could still ******* feel them
Deep beneath my skin they slither and squirm
Emerging through the pores like a corpse full of worms
Hitting me quick like ten tons of bricks
A bunch of precision-guided pinpricks
Made of blood and bone
Warmth and cold
Years of waste and regret
Rolled up in a body that’s slowly getting old
So of course I do the only sensible thing
And proceed to generously drench myself in a few gallons of gasoline
Then at last, the lighting of a match to complete the act
Bursting into an inferno
Burning away every nerve
Turning my skin into a crisp
Never to feel anything again…
At least that’s what I thought
Although that now all my senses were gone
At a destination I thought would be free from the pain
Just like always I found…
The thoughts still remain
Jan 1, 2023
Jan 1, 2023 at 6:55 PM UTC
I could not escape my thoughts
As they lingered in my head
It was a way out I sought
So I headed back to bed
I had a drink, then two
Then maybe a few too many more
Thinking maybe I could drown them
I closed my eyes, then with a sigh
And a bit of a grimace, I then realized
My victims didn’t die
But rather floated back to the surface
Their words on the walls
In every direction in which I peered
Indeed all I saw were their snide faces and sneers
So with a spike now, I gouged my eyes out
So I couldn’t see anymore
Hoping for some sort of refrain
Only to discover, to my horror
That the thoughts still remain
I could hear them now, loud and clear
Shouting and screaming piercing my ears
By no means a welcoming sound
Repeating the failures and fears
That are conjured up by the awful content of these thoughts
So I picked up a pair of sharpened shears
And promptly sliced off both my ears
I felt some relief as they fell to the floor
Knowing that I couldn’t hear them anymore
Then, with a feeling that made me a little ill
I realized the ****** thoughts lingered still
These treasonous demons
So relentless in their quest
I could still smell their putrid stench
Their wicked decaying deathly scent
So I banged my head against my cold steel desk
Again and again,
Shattering my nose into a million pieces
Finally some peace, I said to myself
They could no longer get to me through my sense of smell
Yet the life of this moment met its end quick
When I realized that somehow they had found another sense
An unsettling sensation suddenly came over me
I could already taste the flavor of wretchedry
Like a distorted gourmet of bitterness and misery
Not wanting to sit through the main course a minute more,
I tore out my rancid tongue and let it join my ears on the floor
Relishing in the all too brief respite
Agonizingly realizing I could still ******* feel them
Deep beneath my skin they slither and squirm
Emerging through the pores like a corpse full of worms
Hitting me quick like ten tons of bricks
A bunch of precision-guided pinpricks
Made of blood and bone
Warmth and cold
Years of waste and regret
Rolled up in a body that’s slowly getting old
So of course I do the only sensible thing
And proceed to generously drench myself in a few gallons of gasoline
Then at last, the lighting of a match to complete the act
Bursting into an inferno
Burning away every nerve
Turning my skin into a crisp
Never to feel anything again…
At least that’s what I thought
Although that now all my senses were gone
At a destination I thought would be free from the pain
Just like always I found…
The thoughts still remain