Spinning Out

Spinning Out
they call it
you’re losing control
they call it
you’re making no sense
they call it
we don’t want to deal with it
they call it
your feelings are too much
they call it
you’re making it up
they call it
it’s not real
they call it
you’re faking it
they call it
you want people to feel bad for you
they call it.

We’re so sorry
they call it
we miss them
they call it
we never saw the signs
they call it
we never thought it would be them
they call it
who would have thought
they call it
we tried
they call it.

No one cares until it makes them look bad
they call it
no one cares until it’s about them
they call it
no one cares no one cares

2 thoughts on “Spinning Out

  1. The repetition is a brutal metronome, reminding you of the expectations of failure with every breath. The final lines – chills. How unerringly brutal, so casually delivered.

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