~~~~~ The Vortex ~~~~~

I stand at the edge of my life,
analyzing and judging all thoughts, words, and actions.
Keeping my feelings tightly packed away
as the hollow puppet plays out my role.
The vortex begins to spin
and I'm knocked to my knees, feeling its pull.
Gaining momentum, spinning faster, wildly,
I desperately scratch and claw to remain a distant visitor.
My energy to fight transfers into it's spin,
increasing out of control until I cry out in terror.
Exhausted, helpless, I give in to its power;
letting go, falling, tumbling, moving inward.
Reaching the center,
an unexpected stillness. Clarity. Peace.
I fully exist.
I see.
I feel.
I've become.
Me.