Spinning

[x3_ma_petite_x3]

I'm spinning around.
My mind is spinning one way
My body is spinning another,
and my words aren't even spinning, but
more so just bouncing
off some kind of barrier that seems
to exist somewhere around me.

I floated up too high,
and it seems the lack of
oxygen got to me because
damn i'm coming in for a crash
landing, and i don't think
that i'm going to make it.
It's sad rather. How can you say
such things when you're saying
other such things
while twisting a tale
out of something that should have
been concluded with the infamous
"The End."
You're dragging the story out;
no one needs that right now.
Especially me.

This me hopes nothing more
than a self proclaimed prophecy to come true.
It would be extraordinarily nice. =]