Another One Lost

Just a repeating circle

I should be used to it by now


Nothing I did not see coming

Still, it stings

Like a faint memory


I wonder when this circle will break

Will it ever break?


It seems to be nothing more

Then an early fog

Which disappears

Sooner then it appeared


No one is pleased with what they see

Once I decide to show myself truly


Do I wish to stop?

Do I wish to give up?


It´s hard to tell

When all you feel

Is the same over and over again

A constant ache

In the lower half of your head


For now

I will just keep floating

And wait for a sign


Maybe the sun will settle

Sooner then expected



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