Spiralling

With potent skin

And heavy hands

I lay my hopes to rest

That they shall never lead me again

Into a tunnel of heaven’s jest

Into a spiraling staircase

that never goes up

Only sideways into itself

Spiraling all the way

For I shall rest my head today

Along a cold-hard rock

And hear the sound of home

Then realize — I am lost

Realize

It's now too faraway

There’s no point in waking up today