A Spiraling Moment: poetry

I'm stuck

In a tornado of my mind

Fighting against blowing grain

Pretending to be fine

Hoping practice makes perfect

I'm running out of time

At least that feels like the verdict

Catch me before I fall

I wish for somebody

I'm swirling in mind

While spinning in body

I’m going down, though this time

my rescue is up to me

Thoughts may be going hard

But I know I got the brakes

Breathe.