Words Someone Has Probably Already Said

thoughts, consumed

Like a fire that keeps me awake at night
with its gleams and screams and smiles that bite.
You flicker in my brain and remind me that I am doomed
but I hold onto these thoughts, utterly consumed.

Like tsunami waves thrashing against me
brought about by my very own sea.
You hold me under in this salted wound.
I remain exposed to these thoughts, absolutely consumed.

Like slow moving poison through my blood
keep me high, keep me low, keep telling me it's good.
You have me addicted to a pain that once loomed
and here I lay in a pool of thoughts, consumed.