spi
ra
ling
down a staircase
my mind in a race
in a crowded space
can't keep up this pace
spi
ra
ling
I tumble down
face in a frown
this is how I drown
my thoughts-- the only sound
spi
ra
ling
at this point I'm lost
can't remember the cause
because anxiety is the boss
my life never seems to pause
spi
ra
ling
maybe this is the end
falling into my head is the trend
I have no energy to spend
burnout is now my best friend
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anthology of life
Poetrya collection of poems and short writings. would love to collab with fellow poets and short story writers!
