The Trap of a Circle
Between the dead end of a never changing person,
and the call of a never ending lesson,
there is a complex exchange of messages
that pass back and forth on repeat....
This repetition creates the trap of a circle
that blocks the road to growth
freezing you in one place at one time
regardless of where you are or where you may go...
and a new decade is a new cage
and a new cage is another waiting room
as the same is what comes next
stabbing me with a constant return to redundancy
my hell, the replay of an ongoing stutter,
coming back to the same starting point,
because of my constant surrender to fear
regardless of how at the same time I replicate love.
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