So much noise in my head,
Uncontrollable rabid dogs
Won't stop till someone is dead.
Coherent thoughts slip out,
Gloves slipped back on
Ready for another bout.
Bricks crash and break on top ,
You sigh in the comfort of gravel
As you realize it's all for nought.
A cocoon of warmth and blankets,
Wrap around like a overbearing mother
Smothering you into it's breasts of darkness.
Self-worth smashed to smithereens,
Hammer made out of fame,
Bringing teens to the guillotines.
Believing the toxic words,
Outcasts wrung out to dry
Unwelcome thoughts come in herds.
Rigor mortis, paralysis, your voice;
A tendril of clarity breaks free,
Like the playful voices of little boys.
The heaviness settles in your chest,
It's getting difficult to move,struggling;
As it convinces you it's for the best.
Future is nothing but a haze,
Of dreams pulled down and darkness,
With your voice, all of it you shall raze.
