Amok

You

 blabbing, filthy 

mouth
Cursing

spewing trash
Stirring 

unwelcome emotions to show
Agitating 

the frailties of my conviction
 Too much

careless words that tax the weary mind

and test the limits of my patience

In my mind, the clock is ticking
In my head, darkness is consuming my being
My heart is raging, my nerves edgy and my senses foggy
Dark thoughts 

flying in circles as morbid pictures start to swirl

in nerve-wracking fashion

Clinging 

to the last straws of 

Sanity
trying to prevent the dams of self-control from bursting
But 

the current is too strong 

the murky waters rampaging
It is too late 

now, my friend
My mind has reached the end 

and 

the screws have finally snapped in my head.

Wa-pak!

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photo credit: Finding Rest