Hiting Bottom

feelings spinning around
like debris in a twister
knocking against each other
and tearing themselves apart
Surrounded by darkness
searching for the light
seemingly endless wind
creating a mass of confusion
desperate for a way out
but unable to do so
until thrown out
knocked to the hard unforgiving ground
they lay there
among the wreckage
beaten and alone
mourned over
but not searched for
nobody cared