Heart of my heart

In the heart of my heart
Buried deep, so deep
Lies a tiny little chest of scars
Locked forever to sleep
“Wake”, said the pounding
Of my heart so weak
“Wake”, said my being
Ever so bleak
The little chest quivered
And began to queak

Spinning Spiral

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Going spirals in these twisting coils

They’re turning,swirling,on,on

Restless,unending,seemingly infinite

Turning to shades of every possible and improbable colors

Bright,dim,glittery,low,high are they

Making me anxious,ecstatic,weak,drowning

Deadly,frightening is their pace,I’m scared

Feeling hopeful,lost,weird,wanting

Doubtful if I’ll last till they end

In lightening speed they quicken

My poor self,petrified,drained,devitalized

Horrid traffic,noise in my head,thoughts in my ears

Need to stop,need to continue