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An endless storm that leaves me there
No way to escape, always gasping for air.
And when I think I can breathe again
The storm starts again and I am left
To sit and watch life spin around me
An endless whirlwind of torture
That leaves me lying on the floor
As all my memories swirl past,
My future always black
And when the emotional torment ends
I am still left there,
Gasping for air


So yeah. Sometimes, my life feel like this. Stuck without air, constnatly trying to escape. We all do. So, embrace it. Show karma YOU WILL NOT PERISH!!