The Thoughts In My Head — Summary

Neko BelleAnxious

The thoughts come into my head, one after another Like runners in a marathon You cannot stop them, you cannot slow them down They have only one goal and that is winning The only force strong enough to stop these runners in my head Is the burning embrace of a bottle to the lips The thoughts in my head are dark and sometimes scary They are like curtains keeping out the sun They take a little bit of darkness and amplify it They create shadows and figures of things not really there The thoughts in my head are rough and unsettling Like a long dirt road at midnight No sign of life, no light except the light of your headlights to guide you The thoughts in my head are like an unfaithful lover Giving you empty promises and regret They hold you in their warm embrace and try to make you forget They try to win you with flowers and dreams of a better life Until they tear you back down and ruin you The thoughts in my head are like an ocean Calm for a few moments before the storm And then Waves crash, ships wreck The once beautiful blue sky turns into a black night with no stars to calm you The thoughts in my head are dangerous Like a shotgun to the temple Or like a flame to a moth They pull you in and burn you down The thoughts in my head are never quiet They push and pull and kick and scream And you can only sit there And let them go by

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Neko Belle's poem describes a mind that won't give its owner any peace. The speaker compares their thoughts to marathon runners, curtains blocking the sun, an unfaithful lover, a stormy ocean, and a loaded gun. Each image shows the same thing from a different angle: thoughts that are relentless, dark, and impossible to control.

The feeling is exhausted and trapped. The speaker mentions a bottle as the only thing strong enough to slow the thoughts, which suggests they may turn to drinking for relief, though the poem doesn't say more than that. The lover image is especially bitter, since the thoughts offer comfort and dreams of a better life before tearing the speaker down again. The mood is bleak and tense, with moments of false calm before things crash. The ending is quietly hopeless: the thoughts push, pull, kick, and scream, and the speaker can only sit there and let them pass.

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