I have a serpent who lives under the bed.

His name is Tinnitus, or so it’s said.

At night when it’s quiet he hisses in my ear,

He makes me feel so very queer.

He robs the silence I once enjoyed.

Now I am just so very annoyed.

I cannot sleep, I want to scream,

My sanity is bursting at the seam

For I want to die and I await in fear

Of the sound of the serpent no body else can hear.