reverse

the spiral was good for a while.

floating in circles,

slow, lazy turns upward.

my mind crawled along,

nearly asleep.

then the spiral didn't want

to be nice to be anymore.

it chose to follow the rules-

the rules of gravity.

down, down, down,

i slid.

it got darker.

my eyes were forced shut.

sewn with sloppy stitches.

it was endless.

i got to keep living,

but that was more painful

the death itself.