Stuck in this rut again
a constant slow down descend
the repetition never ends
as rhyming couplets pend
every line of every verse
this life is my pride, life is my curse.

A story of a story, one that never came true
Was so close yet so far, so far away from you
Beyond the horizon yet always in view
The life of a life I never knew.


Its a spinning dream
never a constant thing
No darkness no light
no cure no plight
no rhyme nor meter
yet it is always there
that constant contradiction
that unapproachable irony of the life you want and the life you lead.

The never ending circles
the never ending words
the never cycle
the never ending purge
of all I wish to be I burn at my feet
every day I wake to the new
every day I sacrifice them to you
my unrelenting pride drives me to my knees
as I weep unrelentingly from the torment I cause...me