The weighted pendulum of thoughts that swing in the corridors of my cranium

Fills it to maximum capacity like overcrowded stadiums

Constantly trying to overcome and maintain these lightning bursts of speed that keeps the cerebral light years ahead  

Of the mentally dead tread lightly these words are razor sharp they cut and drain with everlasting pain

Highly venomous strains of lethal poison causes rigor mortis

Artistic mind generator runs nonstop even when overloaded

Titanium steel thoughts indestructible no corroded interiors

Inferior mind never sleeps nocturnal vampiric beast that creeps 

And stay honed to maintain and keep away those who try to overthrow my psych from its heavily protected throne