I have struggled for a long time with anxiety and intrusive thoughts, which occur throughout the day and into the night when I am trying to go to bed. Sometimes I stay up until odd hours just waiting to fall asleep while the thoughts keep talking. This song compares these thoughts to having a song stuck in your head. Both start when everything is quiet and continue with no foreseeable end. Not only do they both occur in the darkest hours, but they also create the darkest parts of each day. I know I am not alone in my fight against the negative thoughts, but I wanted to try to explain to others who may not know what it's like by comparing this specific experience to one that we are all familiar with. If you can relate at all, feel free to share :) #Anxiety #Depression #Song #IntrusiveThoughts #Poetry #MightyPoets
Same Damn Songs
Life's a record spinning round,
and when it stops I hear the sound
of melodies I'm trying to forget.
Late at night I sit and wait
while the static recreates
a symphony of solo instruments.
Catching tunes instead of dreams.
Wound up by sadistic strings
behind the prison bars that barely bend.
My radio plays the same damn songs.
Background noise from dusk till dawn
'cause all the words are stuck in my head.
And here I go again...
I'm humming right along
to the same damn songs.
Even silence is too loud.
Tell me how to turn it down.
Will I ever sleep
if they're on repeat?
Change the station, I'm okay.
But somehow they always play...
The same damn songs.
Captured and I can't escape
from my personal mixtape
of haunted heavy metal lullabies.
Drumsticks hammer in my ear,
and through the thunder I can hear
the lyrics laugh when I shut off the light.
I'm getting dizzy on this track,
but measures take another lap
to amplify the chaos they've composed.
As the verses circulate,
I wonder, is it far too late
to rectify my riddled radio?
But with one minor note...
I'm humming right along
to the same damn songs.
Even silence is too loud.
Tell me how to turn it down.
Will I ever sleep
if they're on repeat?
Change the station, I'm okay.
But the songs are on replay.
Tired of listening
to their whispering.
Faceless echoes hold the key
to disrupt my harmony.
When I close my eyes,
there's nowhere to hide.
Clashing rhythm with my heart
but they tear my mind apart...
The same damn songs.
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