My Act Together

I had a lot to say and not much time to say it in,
this was often the case when there were important things to say,

I racked my brain,
and with an abacus,
I went rung by rung and picked my synapses until they were nothing more than dust

I bit my nails,
fast and for a very long time,
until my teeth pruned my fingers,

I chewed the ends of my hair,
envisioning the massacre,
the desecration I was causing to my own well being,

But I had something to say,
many things,
in fact,

I kept wrinkling my forehead,
crinkling my nose,
scratching my eyes until they bled,

It was coming to me,
washing over my innards,
permeating this mess,

I was distracted by my rapid demise,
and my knees were beginning to settle down,
and break down

But I things to say here,
like I said,
well not yet,

and if I could catch my breath,
and get my wits about me,
I could just ask this of you,

Please, oh please,
just let me go