Crashing Poem by Ann Thrope

my mind is crashing
and spinning
and twisting
with no hope of stopping
stalling
letting me take a breath.
gasping
trying
wanting to leave
to forget
to let go
i am crashing
slipping
sliding
caught between the fine line
of insanity and unconsciousness.
i am floored by your beauty
majesty
absolute power over me
i am astounded by you
and you alone
i am crashing
spinning
with no hope of returning
to a land of the known
and beloved.