spin no more

spinning spinning round and round

nowhere noone slows it down

hands outstretched tryingtheir best

i grasp and i claw my mind knows no rest

it is like the world is muted

spinning spinning round and round

all the world comes tumbling down

my house of cards can stand no more

reality always pounding at my door

mocking, crying, yelling out

spinning, spinning round and round

i cry out but noone hears a sound

drowning slowly in my own mind

everyones faces making it worse even when just being kind

i fall to my knees, and scream out to the LORD

and slowly but surely I spin no more

This poem is about: 


Jan Wienen

Thank you


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