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Circles of Destruction
Circles are my enemy
I hate them with a passion
I cringe with hatred
Each time I encounter them
I have been walking them
My life whole
There is no way I can see
No way to break free
Of that cursed circle
My life has taken
It was despair and depression
Life's horrors that put
Me on this circle of destruction
Down deeper the rabbit hole I go
No matter what I do
Where I go
I always end up
Where I started
This circle of destruction
Fear has gripped me
Holds me like a lover does
Tight in its embrace
I fear to mention its name even
For to speak it aloud
Would send me spiralling
Once again
never again
I hate them with a passion
I cringe with hatred
Each time I encounter them
I have been walking them
My life whole
There is no way I can see
No way to break free
Of that cursed circle
My life has taken
It was despair and depression
Life's horrors that put
Me on this circle of destruction
Down deeper the rabbit hole I go
No matter what I do
Where I go
I always end up
Where I started
This circle of destruction
Fear has gripped me
Holds me like a lover does
Tight in its embrace
I fear to mention its name even
For to speak it aloud
Would send me spiralling
Once again
never again
Published 20th Jan 2022
Author's Note
There are times when I thought I was OK but then I repeat myself, going around and round with no end insight
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- Edited 20th Jan 2022 6:38pm
20th Jan 2022 6:32pm
Dear Whyme
re. the thing about circles
I have spent a great deal of my life thinking about just that, just them, just they
Upon balance
Upon reflection
Just they just them just that
They are puddles
Just they just them just that
They are overlapping they are rippling they are inclusive they are within they are without they are spreading they are diminishing each one has a point
Just they just them just that
point is a drop just that which has fallen from the sky, each ripple a puddle ourselves we are each of us from above as we hit the surface and for a moment into the below gliding pendulum up to spread out once again upon once more part of the gliding surface
Just they just them just that
—Your friend,
Emily.
re. the thing about circles
I have spent a great deal of my life thinking about just that, just them, just they
Upon balance
Upon reflection
Just they just them just that
They are puddles
Just they just them just that
They are overlapping they are rippling they are inclusive they are within they are without they are spreading they are diminishing each one has a point
Just they just them just that
point is a drop just that which has fallen from the sky, each ripple a puddle ourselves we are each of us from above as we hit the surface and for a moment into the below gliding pendulum up to spread out once again upon once more part of the gliding surface
Just they just them just that
—Your friend,
Emily.
20th Jan 2022 8:19pm
"They are overlapping they are rippling they are inclusive they are within they are without they are spreading they are diminishing each one has a point "
This is the part that got to me Em
They are everywhere.
Thank you for understanding
Thank you for your sweet comment
Love n peace
💜💜💜🙏
This is the part that got to me Em
They are everywhere.
Thank you for understanding
Thank you for your sweet comment
Love n peace
💜💜💜🙏
