cycle – a poet's confessional

tomb

you told me that we had been through so muchi am sick of going through grief and angerover and over againyou’re part of the reason why this is a cycle ever turningso don’t tell me facts i already knowjust let the world give me peaceand let me be finished

elliptical

sometimes everything is a revolving cycle of wins and loses of smiles and tears of triumphs and lows from good times to bad times my life is a cycle i dwell in the silence and darkness for a time for hours, for days, for weeks, for months, for even years but i also dwell inContinue reading “elliptical”