Inner Monologue

Sadly my thoughts wither away
As the noise inside booms loudly
A cloud of doom looms above me
My ideas muddled so abruptly
As the moment they arrive
It takes no time for them to die
My own voice betrays me
With every thought a battle fought
A war I can’t win a demon within
A poison I can’t bleed out

I just want a moment of silence
A request not of greed but of need
Many nights I stayed awake
Drunk off insomnia
So I may think no longer
And then when I finally sleep
I awake the next day
To the voice of which is stronger
And the cycle continues
Until I the day I eventually expire