In my dream last night,
I was swirling in slow motion
within a deep bluish whirlpool

I couldn't breathe
or feel anything,
all I saw was my past
swirling around me

the fear and the failures,
gloom and the despair,
love and the promises,
all swirled for my eyes

It was a slow dance
in a burning room
and I wondered whether
it would stop or not?