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In the Loop
I’m lying here, still as the air,
But inside, I’m running, I’m everywhere.
I’m trapped in this place where time bends and breaks,
Reliving my past, feeling every mistake.
I thought if I could just go back,
I’d fix it all, erase the black.
The hurt, the loss, the words I regret,
But no matter what, I can’t forget.
I see them all—the ones I’ve known,
I try to reach them, but I’m alone.
I say what I couldn’t, I hold them tight,
But something’s wrong—nothing feels right.
I run through my life, scene after scene,
Changing the script, rewriting the dream.
But every time I think I’m free,
I wake up back here, trapped inside me.
It doesn’t work, no matter the fight,
I can’t change the past, can’t make it right.
No matter how many times I try,
I still end up here, watching life pass by.
And now I hear them, voices so near,
They say it’s time—I can sense the fear.
They’re going to pull the plug, let me go,
And I’m still here, but they don’t know.
I’ve tried to come back, I’ve fought for this chance,
But the world outside doesn’t care for my dance.
I’m losing my grip, the light’s fading away,
I guess I wasn’t meant to stay.
They’re letting me go, unplugging my life,
But I can’t change it, no matter the strife.
So I close my eyes, ready to fall—
Maybe this time, I’ll escape it all.
But inside, I’m running, I’m everywhere.
I’m trapped in this place where time bends and breaks,
Reliving my past, feeling every mistake.
I thought if I could just go back,
I’d fix it all, erase the black.
The hurt, the loss, the words I regret,
But no matter what, I can’t forget.
I see them all—the ones I’ve known,
I try to reach them, but I’m alone.
I say what I couldn’t, I hold them tight,
But something’s wrong—nothing feels right.
I run through my life, scene after scene,
Changing the script, rewriting the dream.
But every time I think I’m free,
I wake up back here, trapped inside me.
It doesn’t work, no matter the fight,
I can’t change the past, can’t make it right.
No matter how many times I try,
I still end up here, watching life pass by.
And now I hear them, voices so near,
They say it’s time—I can sense the fear.
They’re going to pull the plug, let me go,
And I’m still here, but they don’t know.
I’ve tried to come back, I’ve fought for this chance,
But the world outside doesn’t care for my dance.
I’m losing my grip, the light’s fading away,
I guess I wasn’t meant to stay.
They’re letting me go, unplugging my life,
But I can’t change it, no matter the strife.
So I close my eyes, ready to fall—
Maybe this time, I’ll escape it all.
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