It burns,

the feeling in my brain,

I can't explain,

but to ash my mind turns,

Too many neurotransmitters,

A flood so hot,

In the gap they flitter,

and begin to rot,

I can't think clear,

words begin to escape,

losing myself in this race,

towards insanity I veer,

When my mind no longer runs,

what becomes of me?

a shell of my humanity,

my soul's exit begun,

It all burns away,

just a meat-robot,

with nothing to say,

thinking I've no longer got...

Goodbye mind,

soul no longer bind,

to the cosmos it goes,

riding currents and flows,

I leave behind a husk,

as the brain rusts,

the heart pumps blood,

but "I" am done...