Swing Set

Bird's eye view I have created
Woven past afformented sight retaliation
Tangled up to the neck, web of failure
Tight hold on my points of life

Breathing artificial, heaving gulps
Closing the breath, sinking in atmosphere
Dangling my problems in front of me
Amusement park style adventure in head

Seconds slimming, forming fated last opinions
Negativity won't let go of me now
Holding on for my death, intentions I can't challenge
Last chance, the tightness pulls me deep inside a fading memory