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I'm haunted by words and plagued by rhyme, where is a place... or when is a time, when I'll have absolutely NOTHING on my mind?

No matter what I do or where I go
Rhymes plague me day and night
They make me forget things I should know
As words veil my failing sight

They echo through reality's screams
in silence tho they're made
Presenting preaceful semblant dreams
Insanity's path is laid

Illusions resemble nothing bad
tho they're surely not good either
Dreams or not, they're all I have
Given a choice, I'd choose neither

I'd want instead an emptiness
not haunted with constant rhyme
I'd find an utter happiness
with nothing on my mind

I can't imagine what it's like
to be free to think of naught
To hear no constant murmurings
while sanity's torn and wrought

I'd be able to sleep at night
and dream of nothing at all
Not counting sheep, not running
not rollling over about to fall

There'd be no clouds with angels
no satan to drag me back
There'd be no laughing mockers
scoffing at what I lack

I'd enjoy the lonly emptiness
all by myself and without rhyme
Smothered in a happiness
with nothing on my mind

A world without words
that haunt my every vision
A life without controlling thoughts
that echo in derision

A night out on the town
or a flight over all the land
I really don't care where
as long as there's no pen in hand

As long as I'm not shackled
to the ink that stains my mind
To rhymes, to rhythm, to verse
to words of every kind

All I pray for is emptiness
A heaven without rhyme
A paradise like happiness
with nothing on my mind