Written November 19, 2003.

The words drove me insane
Jumped off the page and entered me
A searing, blinding pain
They said that it was meant to be

And then my throat closed up
And my heart stopped beating for a while
And I stared at the passers-by
With a newfound maniacal smile

And, oh, these hateful words
That at one time had claimed to be my friends
My screams, once soothed, now go unheard
Taunting me until the brutal end

And briefly I wish that I
Had never seen those blooded pages
Anger falling from the sky
Wearing at me through the ages

And then my mind gave up
And my eyes cried red tears for a while
And I stared down that lexicon
With that same old maniacal smile...