precursor to calm

perplexed
there is something to this insanity
i cannot put a finger on
running
forward motion is the ceaseless pursuit
no one will dare to stop
chasing
dreams laid to rest before their birth
there is nothing like tomorrow
to change how today feels
how it ends
miserable
a feeling felt as virtgo finds its hold
i cant bear to go on
spinning
out of control sense of direction askew
no one is immune now
collapsing
no where to go dizzy from the insanity
whispering for the grace of God
calm