Have you heard of spinning out,
the idea of losing it,
a similar reaction to finding yourself
surrounded by fire in a burning bedroom,
there are no options,
the only out is to keep breathing,
but love doesn’t wait,
won’t let me catch a breath,
instead the irrational nature of pleading
will help the demise of any thought
remaining in her mind,
I might have sanity
yet instead I choose a trial
rather than this constant fear
of losing her.
Have you ever known the push
so apparent,
we don’t realize the energy we have spent
trying
already shut down any opportunity
she may return,
though our terror of quiet,
allows just that silence
to begin again,
the forever spin.
© Scott F Savage 5/2020
Personal Testimony 