State of mind

Many screeds I read
Many creeds I repeat
Regardless of their merit I pay them heed
Ideas come and go in on a two-way street
My theories of everything will never be complete

In deep waters I hide
In deep waters I reside
The burden of this ocean I carry inside
Stirred by currents and eddies and the shifting tide
My mind is an arena where these thoughts collide

The tides of fiction, currents of affairs
With notions abstract
And pretensions of fact
They seek my attention, they give me nightmares
I cannot go without
They're all I think about

So I drown myself in vice
And my body pays the price
I can tolerate this pain
At least I'm not insane

(Sung to the tune of Gasoline, by Halsey)