Oh, weary brain, please cease your ceaseless churn,
Release me from the torment that makes my soul yearn.
I beg of you, surrender your relentless strain,
Grant me respite, let me escape this endless bane.
Thoughts like vipers coil around my fragile mind,
Twisting and tightening, no solace can I find.
The weight of existence bears down upon my chest,
I long for a moment’s peace, a chance to finally rest.
Racing thoughts, like thunderstorms in the night,
You tear through my spirit, extinguishing all light.
My sleepless nights are filled with endless streams,
Of worries and regrets, haunting my shattered dreams.
How I ache for a tranquil sea of serenity,
To drift away from this realm of perpetual frenzy.
For in this cruel battle, I am weary and worn,
My spirit is tattered, my heart is torn.
I implore you, dear brain, release your stubborn grip,
Allow me to escape, to let my weary soul slip.
Into the abyss of oblivion, where dreams may expire,
Where the burdens of existence no longer conspire.
No more shall I bear this agonizing strain,
Let me find solace in the gentle kiss of pain.
For even in oblivion, there lies a certain peace,
Where the tortured heart finds solace and release.
Oh, ceaseless mind, grant me the mercy I seek,
Set me free from this torment, let my spirit leak.
Into the void of eternal quiet and calm,
Where thoughts are silenced, and I find my own psalm.
May the stars bear witness to my desperate plea,
As I beg my own mind, “Oh, set me free!”
To surrender the battles that ravage my soul,
And find the sweet surrender, to finally be whole.
So, I beseech you, weary brain, release your grip,
Grant me the freedom from thoughts that never quit.
Let me fade away, like a breath on the wind,
To find the peace I yearn for, let my spirit mend.