Stuck in an endless cycle,
Of memories, goals, and ambitions,
Of things that meant something,
And things that became nothing.
The circle of life,
The endless possibilities,
The inevitability of ends,
Glimmers of happiness.
What once was in the heart,
What once was held close,
Now broken and fraught,
Never to be close.
Time waits for no man,
No man waits for me,
For I need no man,
But one that needs me.
