360 degrees of empty space
Comprised with clouds of ideas
floating about and out
only getting older
Wouldn’t have it in another

Shouting out but hearing nothing
as if they have to enter like it’s something
worthwhile to consider
But what is it exactly to remember

Cyclic and pessimistic
just be still for now
Wouldn’t make a difference anyhow

Uninvited visitor
intrusive, destructive, elusive
Obnoxious in first minute
Forgiving in second minute

Surge through the constant illusion
where expectations and reality meet
from emptiness to everything
Becoming obsolete and on repeat

Trudge to square one
see what wasn’t seen at first:
a battle left undefeated until it
unleashes and heals what hurts