Stop

The voices scream and echo and I feel relentless pain,
They hurt my head, my body's sore, there's nothing here to gain.
The yell at me and I hate it, can't stand it anymore,
I hold my head and loudly scream as I fall to the floor.
But still they cry, they get so loud and clear,
And I realise so hastily, that they're all I can hear.

So I run away screaming, but the noises do not cease,
I hunt for a quiet spot alone and some endless peace.
And tiredness upon me I yell in my loudest voice;
"Why are these noises harassing me? Do I have no choice?"
But the noises follow me, it doesn't matter how far I run,
They get louder every second, like hell has just begun.

So I decide to listen to them and work out what they need,
So I sit in patience for a moment and in solving I succeed.
I realize they're not voices, just aggravated ideas,
They’re only constant thoughts of you, echoing through mind and ears.
It's obvious now; I can't stop thinking of you,
And it's driving me mad because it's all I do.

Innocent feelings, but they send my anger to its top,
A love so pure, thoughts so unclean, I wonder when it'll stop.