Unable to sleep
Listening to the sound of the tapping
I throw the pillow over my head and and hide in my blanket
That irritable tapping
Tapping away at my life
I turn on the radio, Led Zeppelin
I can still hear the tapping as if their was no music
It continues to echo in my brain
African war drums beating
Beating in my head this torture
End my suffering now
Now i search to find
The origins of the undesirable racket
That racket gushing out of the cellar
Creeping up the steps like roaches
Oh! That infinite tapping!
Tapping away at my soul
"Make it stop!" I say
This unbearable tapping
I pick up a steak knife
And make my way down the steps
With every step
I hear the roaches cracking and squishing
The tapping gets louder
My eyes begin to water
A light figure at the end of the cellar
So bright I cannot see its profile
The tapping mutes all other noises from my head
Concentrating solely on this madness
I fall to my knees
Unable to walk
Crawling now
the roaches scatter all over my hands and legs
"I Cannot take this" I shout
But I could not hear the words
Then and There
I take the knife and Thrust it into my chest
The tapping..that irritable tapping
Begins to fade
The luminescent figure slowly disappears
The roaches scatter back into their cracks
Finally the tapping is gone
And I hear the gurgle of my blood