What Thought Did

The spinning of thoughts around my head,
Impossible for me to sleep,
Dragging over the same old memories,
Cradling my face I weep.

The mind begins its wanton destruction,
Persecuting the inner child,
Tearing at the fibres of sanity,
Openly self reviled.

Hatred for who I am boils over,
Clenching fists so tight,
Nails digging into the fleshy palms,
Till dark streams fill my sight.

Stood like a statue of solid stone,
Tensed muscles achingly strain,
A fear that holds me unable to move,
It sees the future full of pain.

Now dropped to my knees my head on the floor,
The body gave up the fight,
Granting the carving of scarred flesh,
Bleeding out my mind this night.