Brain Station

It resembles the London Underground inside my messed up mind With a network of confusion And Tracks that twist and Wind Tunnels full of darkness stations now disused I don’t know where I’m coming from or where I’m going to terrorists detonate their bombs of devastating hate My trains delayed signals are down and now again I’m late The Homeless have all given up Theres Drunks full up with booze Lost souls decide to take that step What have they got to loose? The Pigeons flap leaves on track Tourist’s are trying to navigate maps Feel the wind as the train pulls in Reluctant for my trip to begin Carriage is crowded, we’re packed like sardines Music is blaring from head phones of teens There’s too many sights, there’s too many sounds There’s really no room now commuters wear frowns I want to get off I can’t take anymore I’m searching for the emergency door But it’s moving too fast as the world wizzes by Holding my breath as I try not to cry Feelings Of Turmoil inside my brain A maze of disorder I’m clearly insane I long to escape from this madness and fear The tannoy comes on my station is near I pick up my pills from the box by my bed Swallow two whole and I lay down my head When Will this torture ever cease? My breathing slows down And I’m feeling at ease I slowly drift back now into calm floating free until my alarm