Unrelenting Circle



Unrelenting Circle
All alone in a world of hatred and pain
They have nothing
Crimson tears cascade down cheeks
Whilst hiding in a dark room

A feeling of emptiness presides
Nowhere to go
Locked in a room
Locked only by their own minds

Trapped in ones own sanity
The mind slowly goes mad
Seeing unreal visions
Remembering the future

Repeating their own past
They know too much
And yet somehow too little
It is an unrelenting circle



© Edens Mount.
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