XYZ

here I am again, stuck inside a spinning top, of terrible thoughts, that have once again, taken my head over, just make it all go away, but no use it won't, but I do know, they may control, me no more, wish I were dead, sounds so fucking peaceful, compared to here, where I am forever stuck, just wishing into the wind, tossing fate away, hoping for the moment, that I no longer, feel all alone, with just my stupid thoughts