Thoughts spinning
And ears still ringing
Like the equipment on a playground
Going fast on a merry-go-round
Spinning in circles
On a carousel
It feels almost like hell
Mind racing like a car
Straight from NASCAR
Going a hundred miles per hour
Thoughts like a hurricane
Destructive and dangerous
Falling from the sky like Icarus
Spinning faster and faster
I wonder if they finally stop
The day I finally drop
Maybe I’ll just have to hope
That on the day
i grab a rope
That everything will be okay
Thoughts going faster than trains
Spinning faster even, than stormy weather vanes
Thoughts gone
Like the night before dawn
Deep and dark
Wild but not free
Unlike a lark
High up in a tree
Its own little place of safety
Mind going round and round
Am I even touching the ground?
Thoughts going so fast
I got whiplashed
Now that i’m getting a bit a vertigo
it must be time to go
I’m starting to think
That maybe
This merry go round mind of mine
Isn’t really as fine
As I’d like to make it out to be.