The Thoughts that Torment My Mind

Written in the midst of a panic attack at two in the morning. Enjoy.

These are the thoughts that torment my mind

When the answers I seek are the questions I find

 

I find myself a regular prisoner of my devices

These iron bars consisting of my favorite vices

I listen to the music of midnight

Dance with the lonely moonlight

Hoping to be the one acquainted with the dark night

The thoughts all start racing

Ignited by an imaginary meaning my mind is chasing

Fueled by a fire deep in my soul

It fights with my sanity for total control

 

Outside my window stirs a slight breeze

A 12 o'clock comfort blows through the trees

And I ask myself "why can't all moments be moments like these?"

Along with the breeze comes Veritas's song

But it's battered and beaten

It comes out all wrong

But still I listen and plead with the night

To allow me to make out one word of that sad song tonight

And gain just one moment of peace for my troubled head

Just one simple moment to hear what the song said

To comprehend a single note of that song that the righteous man hears

A song that, perhaps, is not meant for one of my years

Please, cries the desperate, I'll get down on my knees

I'll beg at your feet and plead with you please

Please let me hear the wisdom of the song in the trees

Let it calm the intense current raging through my head

Just for one moment before I take to my eternal bed

 

My mind seeks a euphoria that doesn't exist

But it simply ignores that and still it persists

Trying to find a cure for all that goes wrong

And unwisely attempting to repair Veritas's song

Never once caring that the journey is arduous and long

 

Yes these are the thoughts that torment my mind

When the answers I seek are the questions I find

Author's Note

I didn't really have a set rhyme scheme. this is all just kind of word vomit.