In my head

When someone is overwhelmed

There's nothing left but to crash-land
I have fallen, and rot abounds
I can't breathe
Can't see
Can't stand
To be on the filthy ground


Oh for me to feel
I must first touch
I cannot hear
My ears aren't enough


For me to sing
My voice must keen
For me to laugh
I first must scream


I know my family is blessed
I'm told that by my heart
But when I'm forced to confess
I say expiration's at large


There is no reason for me here
Nothing I can rationalise
Only the heat that may sear
My beating heart and cauterise
All imperfections that bleed
And all sinews that agonise


But when all has been done and all has been said
When crying starts and mirth descends
Down to the deep where no one may tread
When mountains clash and valleys mend


Is it all my fault
When the world rends?
I don't know
But it will end


At once, with quietus, in my head