Thoughts Poem by Tex T Sarnie

Most thoughts come and go,
but some stay on your mind.
Occasionally they become corrupted,
which is annoying at the time.

I regularly query my brain's function,
and sometimes doubt my sanity.
Then wonder why my deceptive mind
is interfering with reality.

It's not as though I am sound asleep
where logic becomes lost in dreams.
I am wide awake trying to concentrate,
I do so, hate this corruptive stream.