Merry Go Round

Written by: Dark Mistress

Round & round we go, where we stop nobody knows? 

I've waited this long, 
I've made it my song 
To find what was missing as time went on. 

The days, turn to weeks, 
To stubborn for defeat. 

The months turn to years, 
Remains of shallow tears 

A childish game, of whom was to blame. 
No peace or solitude had, just who makes whom mad? 

A merry-go-round? What goes up, must come down 
Life's sick game of showing truth found. 

Lesson well learned, that moment was mine. 
Search now ended, nothing more to find.