Twisting & turning
Swirling around
The tornado thoughts
From which I weep
Escape is futile
Having to endure
The ******* vortex
Of ritual obsessions
Pulling deeper
And deeper down
Gasping for air
The surface so close
And yet so far
On this sea of misery
The tormentors all bang
Their paranoid drums
Of all events to come
In a future of hellish abyss
The glimpse of light
A faraway touch
The waiting an agony
But alas, it is never to end
Until the asphalt
Comes sharply into view
And with a fond farewell
I kiss the world goodbye.
Apr 17
Apr 17, 2026 at 2:53 PM UTC
Twisting & turning
Swirling around
The tornado thoughts
From which I weep
Escape is futile
Having to endure
The ******* vortex
Of ritual obsessions
Pulling deeper
And deeper down
Gasping for air
The surface so close
And yet so far
On this sea of misery
The tormentors all bang
Their paranoid drums
Of all events to come
In a future of hellish abyss
The glimpse of light
A faraway touch
The waiting an agony
But alas, it is never to end
Until the asphalt
Comes sharply into view
And with a fond farewell
I kiss the world goodbye.
