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Said and Done
My fingers gliding across the keys
In a race to keep up with
My wayward thoughts
Drifting through me head
Things demanding to be out
Hoping in vein
That once their freed
They will leave me be
So I can get some sleep
Because... I’m so tired
It’s much too loud
In this solitary existence
The screams inside my head
Make it impossible
To keep my distance
And sleep evades once me again
My thoughts drifting
Into the shadowy depths
Hidden in my mind
Using the pages
Pen clutched in my hand
I sketch the darkest
Recesses of my head
Depicting the monsters
With perfect clarity
Filling the lines
Gruesome details
Leaving nothing to hide
As I describe their ugliness
Denying to keep their lies
The blots of my pen
Refusing to stop
Branding the pages
With my madness
As I work steadily
To exile the noise
Sounding in my head
My tears blurring the ink
As the emotions slip from my heart
My sadness desperate
To create some genius
Something that will
Help others conquer their demons
So they can find sleep too
So I write
Expelling everything
Until exhaustion ignites
The silence is no longer deafening
The darkness grows dim
And I can sink into sleep
Because all is said
