Eventually my brain will cease
and oh what a marvellous day that will be.
No longer bothered by the constant thoughts
of love, memory and hate.
I’ll be able to be content
dead in the ground
or so I hope.
I may be brought to an afterlife
and what a tragedy that would be.
To have to suffer again with thoughts,
everyday actions and interactions.
I’d much rather have silence.
Not a thought to go around.