Aches

The aches
The ache
Brittles bones like wafers
Crumbling feathery and sugar coated
Constant agony like rabid rats clawing clawing at my insides  
 
Painting red balloons upon the floor
Floating away into the clouds  
Bursting like thunder penetrating into the night  
Unwelcomed and unwanted
Pressing me down harder
 
Swallowing bits of glass
Taken with mercury spoons  
The blue little circles taste like  
Forgotten memories and soap
The orange squares that make me gag
Drenched in sweaty nightmares  
Oh hello long white stick what shall we blackout today
How is it that you only block out important things
While tormenting me with memories I need to release  
Toxic cocktail in my veins  
They tell me it will keep me sane
Wretched side effects
Or let the voices back in
 
More blue circles
Better with blue flowers  
Creeping off the hours
Slipping gently off to sleep
Maybe a bottle will set me free  
 
Alas alas  
The aches return