Free falling
Everything needs to just stop...
Everything just needs to stop. It's too much. Spinning & spiralling There's no anchor, Just free fall The world spinning off its axis under the constant bombardment of hate, despair & depravity. Filling us every day with sludge & shit. My head is too full. Its own personal quicksand mixed with the sludge. Look for glimmers Find the glimmers The tiny slivers of hope & joy These remind you that everything isn't lost There are still reasons to smile & laugh & love. But the spiralling... The heavy mind getting heavier As something else gets added to the sludge & quicksand The anger, the dread, the fear The pain, the hurt, the sadness Exhaustion. Can't do this. Too much. It is. It is too much. But you CAN do it. And you will. I say to myself, as a lump forms in my throat. As I try not to spiral once again...