Round and round i go

like a child on a roundabout.

It never stops

spinning endlessly,

Sometimes fast,

sometimes slow,

but always spinning.

It feels like sometimes it will stop,

Maybe i can now get off,

Oh wait, no

it takes up speed again

i am so disorientated

please stop.

I am cying

shouting

How do i get off,

Help me get off,

There is no-one to help me stop it,

i have to try myself

trying is all i can do

I am afraid

I try to put my foot down to slow it,

The fear creeps back,

What if i fall?

Fall so hard

I break.

I am screaming with all my might,

My voice is silent

no sound can be heard

I keep spinning

I remain silent.


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