Flickerswitch

Flicks of electricity,
Legs of light wave by.
Bugs crawl the walls,
I sit chasing them in the corner of my eye.

Exhaustion is so close to madness,
Similarities blur that fateful line.
Black spots and legs head ceiling way,
Snap my neck to show there's nothing at all.

Melted thoughts drip up into the corners,
Light bulbs reveal cobwebs in my mind.
Midnight comes and goes,
With my state of conscious and the morning tide.

Highlighters and Tipex

Don't know why I'm sitting here,
I question who I'm doing this for.
Is this what I dived into,
As I double over to stare at the floor.

Text books roar with laughter,
Their codes mean nothing to me.
I sometimes wish I'd been a painter,
Then from legislation I would be free.

Pen runs out as my eyes close,
Inspiration tumbles off the page.
Barriers that no-one else built up,
Clamp tight to hold in my rage.

Casual failure burns like acid,
Retake the time you can't get back.
Paper controls your wage slip,
While confidence fades to black.