Broken Again

Too much time spent on the floor,

Exhausted by the emotions flowing through me,

I can't stay standing,

And laying down feels lazy,

I am weighed down by my head,

Drowning in my thoughts,

Suffocated by the constant noise in my mind,

Everything seems hard,

And too consuming to consider,

Waiting for the World to stop spinning is taking forever,

Maybe its me running in circles,

Or my mind caught in a cycle,

Like a washing machine on a constant spin,

I was stronger than this, 

I was doing so well,

But broken again from one small thing,

Back where I started,

Back to being guarded,

Tears rolling down my cheeks,

Breath comes between think sobs,

Trying to block out the sound of the cogs in my mind,

Clanking as they break,

Its louder at night, the chatter in my head,

Can't tune it out when the World around me is silent,

The night is still,

But my body is not,

Still waiting for the spinning to stop,

The breeze from the open window,

Brushes my arms as it creeps through the door,

Whilst I wait for it to pass,

Still sitting and waiting on the bathroom floor.