Today I found myself standing before a spiral
Swirling before me, ever flowing unimpeded
It was inviting at first when I entered into it
A little misplaced chaos builds character
Time glided by me in streams, tangible
But unobtainable, just out of my reach
A shimmer, a ripple, a thread through hands
This vortex took me up warmly, floating
I understood nothing of its workings
Nor did I have any desire to, carefree

As I flew farther from the ground below me
Any sense of control left me, unfixable
I began to see images and hear sounds
Foreign and ambiguous without clear purpose
The ground became a distant thought, fading
I began to feel that something was missing
A knot, a hole, my soul is peeling
Frivolous dreams fell prey to complexities
I understood nothing of what came for me
A lyric of my demise without warning

The air around me grew dark and cold
This spiral of dreaming began to throw me
Toss me around like a worthless plaything
I cried out for it to stop and spare me
But I could feel it taunting me, laughing
The vortex violently spat me to the ground
A shell, a scar, bleeding on the floor
Emptiness consumed me irreversibly
I understand nothing, but the one thing I know
Tomorrow I will be standing once again