Hole in my Head.

Originally written some vague time ago. Big, gaping hole in my head.

Big, gaping hole in my head

  Can’t seem to keep it shut

Connected to my nose and gut

Spilling the thoughts trapped within

Where dangerous they are as they twist and spin

Inside of me, no way to escape

Except the hole in my head, which continues to gape.

White ipod headphones drown out the sound

And wash away thoughts, in me they are found

threatening but concealed, like behind a door

to remain a secret forevermore

But thanks to the gosh-darned hole in my head

My thoughts take flight, from me they spread

Forming words as I empty my head

in the only unfufilling way I know

does the truth really show?

4 in the morning, sitting alone

Pressing the buttons on my phone

Hopelessness burrows deep in my heart

I will never be able to perfect the art

of shutting the stupid hole in my head

keeping thoughts in, all left unsaid.