Clockwise

Oh darling,

You've spun in circles

Head held lower

Than lungs

Oh precious,

You've grown dizzy

Choking on poetry

And broken songs

I spin

In great

Big

Circles

Dizzy

Heart heavy

Dizzy

Spinning

Done.

Author's Note

Ignore basic grammatical errors, as there are some rules that, as a writer, I don't care to abide by. I feel restricted when following these rules, and since I have such a hard time getting my thoughts across, I'd rather break a few rules than be grammatically "perfect."