spin in tiny circles

I am a consternation
and a bloody battleground
You don't seem to see
I don't want to live this way
I don't want to end up
broken at the bottom of a hill
All is see is payback,
bitter retribution
for knowingly abandoning you
My claustrophobia got the better of me
my impatience and boredom
compelled me the other way
If tears could cleanse
I would have nothing to fear
but we all know,
don't we
fear has gotten the better of me
What are the words
read me my lines
What is the point
you'll just close your eyes
I am pitiful
in my sackcloth and ashes
torn, as if by wolves
I have gone nowhere
I spin in tiny circles
as my life leaches into the ground
Will someone plead my cause
will someone answer on the other end
Will I get to see
your smiling eyes again?