The Devils Circle
Trapped in a vicious loop
Thoughts spinning around and around
Lost - confused
No meaning or purpose to be found
I know what I want
But the extreme feelings of fear
Brings me right to the same place
To the years I still hear
The yelling - The drinking
The dark nights filled with tears
Self-confidence gets crippled
I remain the same year after year
Words got imprinted
Habits develop and take hold
I keep going through motions
Hell - I don’t even know
I’ve identify with the thoughts
Now the thoughts create me
The neural ruts have been dug
I guess I’ll always be - what I’ll always be
I’ll do it over and over and over again
It’s sad
These flawed beliefs
Have literally become my best friend
So I take a drink
I eat to suppress the feelings down below
I say I want change
But it’s like filling a bottomless hole
So this is my life
The devils circle in my mind
I’ve attached to my thoughts
Hence – my life
Copyright © Kelly Hitchcock | Year Posted 2019
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