When our world spins out of control, we feel like we have lost control. This poem is just that, how I feel when my world is falling apart.
Trying times can bring you down
To the point of you dont want to be around
You fall to the ground and roll in a ball
Hoping it will break your fall
Spiraling down strong as wind
Hoping it will soon come to an end
Out of control and nowhere to go
Wishing you could give it all the heeve ho
Searching for the light at the end of the tunnel
Wanting to pour into it through a funnel
Stop all the madness, insanity, and pain
Take me and shelter me from the rain
Dear god, please hear my cry
Pull me from this bottomless pit in which I hide
Help me see clearly your devine plan
Which hopefully leads to my happiness in the end
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