drip, drip, drip,
it’s like a constant ringing in my ear
the dreaded noise loved to torture me
drip drip drip
i try to direct my mind elsewhere
to drown out the noise
maybe blast some music
or busy myself with a chore
but to no prevail
drip, drip, drip,
i dig my nails into my flesh
i can feel myself going mad
i look up and i can see it
drip, drip, drip
that ugly hollowing hole
in the ceiling
it looked like black void
that goes on for eternity
drip, drip, drip
i stare at the void,
the droplets of water
falling like raindrops
in the dull april sky
i have to do something
about that stupid
drip, drip, drip
before i go
MAD!
The City High Review 