Spinning and Calling Out

I'm spinning through the silence,

A whirl of colors fade to black,

In a world that’s so confining,

I’m yearning to just find my track.

I’m chasing shadows in the night,

They flicker like the stars in flight.

Each echo brings me back around,

I’m spinning, I’m falling, can’t make a sound.

I reach for skies I cannot touch,

Fingers slipping, I feel the rush.

A voice that whispers in my head,

But leads me down this road instead.

I’m spinning, I’m spinning out,

Caught in this storm of doubt.

I’m calling, I’m calling out,

Can anyone hear me shout?

I’m falling, I’m falling down,

In this merry-go-round.

I’m spinning, I’m falling, I’m calling out,

Lost in a world I can’t live without.

The ground beneath me starts to shake,

A trembling heart, it feels so fake.

Mirrors shatter, glassy dreams,

What’s real, it’s not what it seems.

I roam through echoes of despair,

With every breath, I lose the air.

There’s a light that breaks the night,

But find my way, it just feels right.

I’m spinning, I’m spinning out,

Caught in this storm of doubt.

I’m calling, I’m calling out,

Can anyone hear me shout?

I’m falling, I’m falling down,

In this merry-go-round.

I’m spinning, I’m falling, I’m calling out,

Lost in a world I can’t live without.

But when the dust begins to settle,

I might find strength, not just a tether.

With open eyes, I’ll face the dawn,

From this spinning chaos, I’ll be reborn.

I’m spinning, but now I see,

The beauty that surrounds me.

I’m calling, I’ll call it loud,

I’m falling, but proud, I’m not backing down.