Concussions With Reality

The more I've thought,

And assumed that,

Things are getting under control now,

They've spun faster,

To mess up every little progress,

I have had made,

To teach me a lesson,

Out of nowhere.

And with every spiral I've spun this year,

I have had concussions,

With realities and realizations.

Now, I want an ice pack,

And a hug,

Because I know there's a lot of spinning left,

But I'm tired now,

Can we take a break?