Spinning, spinning out of control, a hypnowheel continues to roll,
turning my mind inside and out, It all hits at once and I need to shout
Yelling, Blaming, eventual shaming,
It's not my fault, why am I stuck with the verbal assault?
Dizziness attacks, in a whirl I am sent.
Hypnowheel flies from its axis, and I am broken and bent.
Away from everything that yesterday made perfect sense,
I'd relish to see it again now, if only just a glimpse.
Crazy-lazy, coming back to haunt, the voice returns to heckel and taunt.
Still I see the hypnowheel roaming free, with jagged edges following me.
Will it ever stop or will I lose the race? Will I end up a victim, another
in the pit, fallen from grace.
About the Creator
Jade Grayson
30 year old professional student, care giver, animal lover, political progressive and dreamer.
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