whirlwind.

whirlwinds scare me. the one going on in my head is slowing me down. i see a lot of me in it. pieces of me. so i stop to take a look. but all i get is static. my mouth waters. my ears ache. my eyes retreat behind dry lids. and twitch but can't defend myself. fighting against an unknown is scary. whirlwinds make me shiver. whirlwinds make me shake. violent seizures fist throws and hoarse screams. whirlwinds push me off a cliff. sometimes i think it's worse when i don't land brains splattered bones crushed blood guts and carnage spewed in all directions my heart ripped out and flung like just another organ. sometimes i think it's worse when i just keep falling.