Spinning

My world is spinning,

It won't slow down,

It screeched to a stop,

I'm falling now.

My world is dark,

No light is appearing,

I'm frightened and scared,

I am nor speaking.

My world is horrid,

Full of hate and blood,

I wish I would die,

And fall with a thud.

My world is cold,

Like ice in the Arctic,

I am only a portion,

Like a small toothpick.

My world is dying,

No one will save me,

Death is coming,

To hurt and kill thee.

Author's Note

Spur of the moment. I had been laying on my floor when this came to me. How'd you like it? Leave suggestions and tips for my writing. Thanks!
-Willa

Reviews

[Phillitup]

We all feel small and useless sometimes...

[Savior of Time]

I do a lot