Life, In circles

What happens when ,

You reach back to where you started.

A forest, without  a path.

And in an attempt to cross it

You walk in circles

Round and round,

You go again,

Reach back, with a frustrated head.

But worse than that, is when you see

Your past catching up on you,

When you see life

Taking turns again

Leading you back

To what it was,

From what you escaped

And thought had ended,

Never to meet you again.

Now, the terror takes over,

And you are left, trembling

In anticipation.

With nothing to do, nowhere to run,

But face it again...

Face something that will never end.

~k~