earphones can be so cruel

My earphones which mock me so
can not be persquaded to obiedience
they often to and fro
whether i deserve the deliverence
of the music which i desire
though i often conspire
to destroy the said item
which provides me with such grief
though i never can decide

From this annoying behavior
I am forced to endure this punishment
though I've done no crime
except perhaps attempting to ryhme
which really is but a foolish act
that i won't contract
as what else is there to do
when your earphones choose to deny
the thing i love as much as one can
without it I cry,
possibly even die

my silly music, my fairytales
my distraction from the world
as any tale is better
then the one i exist in
for my pillow is getting wetter
because my eyes refuse to cease
as my nightmare will arive
durring quiet and piece

and as i perspire from the oncomming dread
I take comfort in that soon
my dear earphones will be dead
a luxery i will never ahieve
so why not wait a while
as the torment begins
my brain is sure to explode
or if not unwind
which will surely ammuse
the demon inside, which may choose
to leave at last

or at least provide my beloved earphones
which i hate more then my demons power
a chance of survival
one last distraction
in my needing hour


An odd piece of babbling with know purpose?