Thoughts.

I can't stop thinking.
Involuntary like blinking.
Thoughts in my head swirling.
Returning even after dismissing.

In my head they stay,
Never going away.
Lingering day after day,
Getting in my life's way.

I don't know if this is an ability,
Or is it mankind's liability.
Thoughts never leave you alone,
They will never be gone.

They bring mankind inventions,
Unaffected by suppression.
Created by the brain's procession,
Unable to be 'removed' unless forgotten.
'Forgotten' is not deletion,
Hiding behind other thoughts causing hesitation.
Eluding your vision,
Bringing irritation.
Ignoring their existence,
You live in ignorance.

They are factors affecting your judgement,
They become the judges that conclude your action.
You become a victim of condemnation,
As you fall into slavery to them in your every decision.

Screaming in confusion,
Unable to comprehend your thoughts and action.
That is when you experience realisation,
Finding out your thoughts' achievement.

They have conquered your mind,
Pulling the strings in your head's behind.
Your thoughts now have control over your nature,
Altering your very character's structure.

That is when it is too late,
Your personality's at hell's gate.
All signs of your thinking they eliminate,
You begin to submit to fate.

You have become a being of logic,
A being that claims to be realistic.
Emotions hidden in the dark attic,
They accumulate and corrode you like acid.
The ending is apocalyptic,
You will break down in mental fatigue.

-GreyKliche