Eating At You

Eating At You

A single thought
formed in your brain;
a small thing,
so precarious and brief.
Yet, somehow,
it finds a way
to grab hold of your mind,
finding a nice ridge
to latch onto for dear life.
And here is where it grows,
spreading like a virus,
trampling all other logic
in favor of absurdities
and worry.

Soon, it's ten feet tall and
standing in a seven foot room,
pushing and shoving
in order to continue its current lifestyle,
forcing its presence onto
its owner.
But, much to its dismay,
the thought finds
that it has driven its host
perfectly mad,
sending him into a frenzy
of anxiety.
So, milking the last
dregs of energy
from this weary brain,
the thought packs its bags
and prepares to move on,
but lingers just a moment too long,
for a sudden hope shines
through those twin windows
it always enjoyed looking out of.
And, with this new strength and tenacity,
the brain shoves the thought from it
into the fiery abyss of the forgotten.

The problem with thoughts, though,
is that some don't stay dead forever.