CIRCULAR MOTION OF OUR LIVES

Circular motion of our lives
By james a. galgano

Love often has no purpose it feels like some three-ring circus.
Where round in circles for all our lives dreams will never be true
While caught within the circular motion of our endless lives
Captured by every heart break, misdeed, and misplaced lies.
We find ourselves trapped by the inevitability of our own mistakes.
Which gather around us like moths to flame of chance we never take?
Often left to meander seemingly endless in circles we will soon meet face to face.
By no chance we had yet by hopes and promises we never had time to make
Thus, within the spiral of our lives we often find ourselves without a chance in time
Which often brings us face to face with what so long hoped for but could never find?