My attempt ...

To Poetry ..

Just a whole lot of whirlin and twirlin and spinnin
All around. The chaos...there is no sound.
But there is yellin and howlin and screamin
Echoing within
Lost in the chaos.
None is heard but its makin me dizzy
As it is spinnin and whizzin and passin
through the chaos. Its in my head
and its tickin and thumpin..... Or is it poundin
Out the chaos. Tryin to escape the feelin
of being dizzy.
Is it a feelin or am I touchin or sensin or believin
in the chaos, a perception of reality,
Surroundin me. With all the whirlin and twirlin and spinnin
Makin me dizzy. In my chaos.