Hundreds of thoughts rush through my head
As i lie unable to sleep
Hundreds of thoughts cause me pain,
some even cause me to weep.

Hundreds of thoughts that haunt my sleep
And keep me awake by day
Hundreds of thoughts that stay with me
and refuse to go away.

Hundreds of thoughts I cannot speak
no one would understand
Hundreds of thoughts I can't control
They simply come unplanned.

Hundreds of thoughts arguing
contradicting each other
Hundreds of thoughts that plan my demise
one after the other.

G Brown - 27 January 2003

This poem had no real purpose I s'pose. I just had a lot on my mind. Thinking often keeps me awake, so this started off like a poem to express something, and then just turned into a poem about how thinking too much will be the end of you.