Bound by the repetitiveness of the revolving Earth

We walk in unending circles

Day in, day out

Sun up, sun down

Nothing changes

Everything changes

And it begins again

Ends again

What to do in between

Some have the power to be happy

What of those who aren’t

Who can’t

Who give up

Who ask, what for

We all have our reasons

A compound of events swirling in our minds like water ripples that don’t fade

The sunset sweetness of a mother’s warm hug

The dark shadowy pain of a last kiss

The numbing nothingness of a friend long lost

Life was never easy

The small pockets of light that seeped through were few

Never enough to make the darkness,

the emptiness,

the coldness,

the silence




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