I sometimes find myself in a cycle where the circumstances that started the ball rolling, I just somehow ran with. And the problem and or situation just snowballed from there.
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How did I get myself into this self-defeating cycle?
For myself, I see will never end.
Lord, please help me.
Can you not spare me one single friend?
My continuous state of utter loneliness,
Is not a misfortune I could ever let myself
Knowingly pass on to another.
As usual, constant overbearing doom,
Inevitability sweeps over and consumes me.
Still, somehow is seems to me to be in perfect tune.
Desperately I long to rid myself
Of the excruciating pain of always feeling low.
But I only end up contributing to the cycle,
Forced to own the fact that it is all I’ve ever known.
Happiness and content are alien to me.
Not yet within my grasp, but still I will reach.
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