Why must I always entertain these thoughts in my head
Should they not entertain me? Alas they don’t and instead they torture me
They keep me up in the dead of night, I hold my eyes closed but feigning sleep never works
Never letting up, always building up as if to force their way into being
Bursting forth from my head, shattering my skull and not bothering to put the pieces back
Would that I could kill these thoughts but soon they might be the death of me
Well it’s obvious to see that there are lots of things on my mind
And every thought stays and stays and every dream plays and plays
Okay! So that’s enough with these killer thoughts and it’s high time I start killing these thoughts
With weapons drawn I slay these thoughts
Weapon of choice? Old No. 7. I lay these restless thoughts finally to rest
At peace with the lack of control but not sure of what to do
Breaking it down to a science:
Pour it, drink it, forget it! Think think think turns to drink drink drink
Hold it down and start over again
Morning comes and the damage is done but get up and do it again
