Tumbling, stumbling,
shifting skies.
Dont want to be seen,
so i close my eyes.
Contemplating,
ease of pain,
too much to lose,
nothing to gain.

Circumstances quickly change,
again the puzzle re-arranged.
Hard to breathe,
my mind does wonder.
I'd stop and cry,
but I'd go under,

Ease my inner conscience pains
unwanted thoughts,
binding chains.
Moving mountains,
hypnotic trance.
Compose myself,
deep breath,
last chance.

((c) mandyrigby 28/11/2013)