What if I hung myself upside down; all around agitate?

So that I could find tranquility over pressure building

And as I spin, it's hard to keep stroking and pulling and keeping the blood flow strong

Grimacing

Two exhaust catalysts made of blood and semen

Amazing that my house fan will withstand beatings and not give way

Honing in

Must arrive just in time, time to find peace of mind

Black out and spin

Thin line of which I'm hanging by

Akin to hands around the other head

Throbbing veins exploding everywhere

Dissolving

Fading or just floating in mid-air?