Spiral, Spiral down i go... don't take 'em with me... they wouldn't survive the #undertow.

what's real is not what matters doesn't c l o u d e d minds, skewed judgment, here but not. There... but present nothing but a petulant, wealthy peasant.

Pleasant, pleasant simplicity in nothing complex compounds filled with hopeful promises and yet... cunning and outright bluffing

hesitate. lingerrrr. taunting me with your wavering finger.

Mocking joy lurking around the bend, unattainable for minds like mine, homogeneity, my only friend…

all the same, i am the same as you i am the same

can't you see! here I am gutted open soul exposed,

how much longer must i waittt turning blu

#spiralout #loosingmyshit #poetry?