Dark skies red clouds on a sunny day
Waves crashing against me on either side
Taking away my equilibrium and will to stand up
Direction lost, which way is true?
My mind lost in the pit I've fallen in
Inability to get back up and face the fears in front of me
Tornados form into one and suck me up and spin me around
The storm comes through and they're usually pleasant to my ears
But this one in my head
I can't see because of these winds shutting my eyes
I'm falling now
Hands by my side
Letting it happen
No stopping
Catch me
Or let me fall
Either way
I'm going down
I'll look up to you now
Try and work my way back up
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