WHIRLING ROUND

A Poem by Resa

My mind is flooded
Thoughts whirl round
I better learn to swim
Before I sink and drown
With every effort,
I descend deeper.
Thoughts whirl round
Now I’m dancing with the
Reaper.
Lean down , inhale sweet
Poison
Thoughts whirl round
Fairy dust, now I’m flying
Then, shattered on the ground.
History, constantly repeated
Thoughts whirl round
I’m once again defeated.
I long for the day, peace I have found
Never again will these
Thoughts whirl round.