Endless Circles

(Wrote in 2006.)

 Always stood in the distance and watched as the world passed me on by.
There were more goodbyes then there were hello’s. 
Every time I tried to force myself to face a crowd.
I kept finding myself being pushed around! 
Tried my best to keep up and fit in.

 Confused and irritated…
The crowd would vanish into thin air! 
Frantically looking around, finding myself here alone. 
Just to find myself wandering around in these endless circles again! 
Growing weary…
Unsure of what I’ve been searching for in the first place. 

 I will not fall for temptation…
But why does it feel like my body dangling over the cliff edge again!?
I tried to climb back up, but there’s always someone at the ends of the rope! 
Controlling your faith, whether willing to hang on or to let go! 

 I've tried my best to be nice to those who weren’t. 
They always pushed everyone else to their limits!
I've never done such a thing, but why am I always paying their price!? 
When they go by freely, unaffected by their conscious! 
I’m unsure of what I’ve ever done wrong!
I was taught to only tell nothing, but the truth! 
There were others that lied…
Always tried to prove against me other wise! 

 I will not fall for temptation…
But why does it feel like my body dangling over the cliff edge again!?
I tried to climb back up, but there’s always someone at the ends of the rope! 
Controlling your faith, whether willing to hang on or to let go! 

 My insecurity it starting to consume what is left of the depths of my mind.  
Clenched my hands over the front of my eyes. 
Depression and loneliness… is setting in.
Endless circles again...  

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Chapter Five

Image
Fauna eyelids lift only to slowly reveal the color of grape wine. The first thing she focuses on is the ceiling. A beautiful landscape had been painted in detail above the bed. It was so lifelike in every way. The brilliance of it was the waterfall and the forest on one side of the mountain, nearby the village. Which then lights up in flames, but its appearance returns to normal after a few hard blinks.   She rolls over onto her side only to realize Blazerine wasn’t there. Surpass the bed she sees her standing out on the balcony. She doesn’t recall if she actually had ever gotten into bed last night. Sitting up straight, she stretches her arms and legs out. Then the covers are pushed off to the side, exposing her nude body. The upper part is nearly covered by long violet hair that just stops right below her chest. Right beside the bed was a nightstand where her clothing could be found folded. Sitting beneath it was her boots. After she’s dressed she goes out onto the balcony t...
<< Read more >>

Chapter II (Second Book)

Magic, in all its wondrous forms. Beautiful. Mysterious. Deadly. Has all sculpted together to create the land of Rivale. For as long as anyone can remember, and further back than any dusty old tome can recount, there have always been mages in Rivale, but magic was not a gift for all. In fact, most were magic-less in every sense. Those who did have the rare gift considered themselves lords over their countrymen, and there was little the common folk could do to oppose them. But something happened that would change Rivale forever…  The next Reinfred in line, a prince was unexpectedly born without any magic. This had never occurred, not even once in the Reinfred's bloodline.  The Queen; Rohesia Reinfred kept it a secret by using her own gift of a silver tongue. Any single word which left her lips, truth or lie was believed without question. She hid the fact for years, that her son was devoid of magic like any other commoner.  On the very day of Prince Roderi...
<< Read more >>

Chapter VI

Dear Johan Damus, Ten years have passed since that dreadful day - since I last saw your face. Even if it hurts to not call your name. I'll smile knowing that life... somehow will go on.  Sometimes you have to forget how to breathe - to learn how to live again.  My heart may shrivel up for now, but not for long, I know, we will meet again. Sincerely, Adam One by one, the pages in Adam's journal were overturned by the oncoming breeze which seeped through the fabric of Winifred's tent. The noise nearly startled him, a lot did these days. Especially when he had nothing else to distract him from his own mind. Anything and everything was just a reminder of Damus. A yearning to know if he was still out there - alive and well.  "There you go." Adam gently finished tying the bandage he had wrapped around the little girl's arm. "Be more careful climbing those trees next time, hm?"  "I will! I will!" Kris swallowed back the tears and forc...
<< Read more >>