Thousand drums hitting in tandem,
Nymphs and satyrs dancing random...
Horses galloping from left to right,
Elephants trumpeting and running wild...

A kettle whistling non stop,
Hot water boiling down; scorching sharp...
Sirens sounded impatient,
Mom's mumble apparent....

Holding my head with my palms,
Drugs doesn't heed to soothe my qualms...
Hammer is what I wish to hold.
Raise it and ram my skull with force...