My life is spiraling out of control
Twirling and twisting more violently
than a rampaging tornado.
I'm falling through time and space,
infinitely accelerating.
Faster and faster.
With each second I
plummet closer to the squashing death
that doesn't seem to be coming
fast enough.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful write. Good imagery, short but meaningful.