decay of the mind.

here i wait
(im)patiently for something,
any thing,
anything's better than this silent noise.
falling into the abyss
i can hardly sleep anymore
thoughts racing back and forth,
it goes on & on
to the point where i lose my self.

and it's days like these
when the world seems so monstrous,
ready to eat me.

sometimes,
it's a decay of the mind;
complete destruction.
other times,
it's a war of nerves
ending with emotions gone overboard.

and it's nights like these
when everything seems so murderous,
ready to kill me.

sometimes,
it's pollution of the mind;
complete destruction.
other times,
it's really nothing at all.