Inside My Mind

This thing inside of my head
is screaming out, like a small child,
afraid of the dark,
who just had all the lights turned out.
There is a tumor in my mind,
cancerous,
secreting the chemicals of fear.
(anger, too, but the fear is more prominent)
It pulsates with thought.
The darkness gets deeper.
The child screams louder.
She is deafening me!
All the sounds of the real world
(wherever that is)
are muffled
and
distant,
drowned out by the sound of heartbeats
that-are-fast-and-rap-id-like-a-war-drum.