Circles

“Circles”


Some rise.

Some fall.

In this world, what’s

The meaning of it all ?


Every crack reveals a

Reflection to see.

As I continue to stare,

What defines me ?


Picked up the pieces

From the past.

Still stuck in holes,

Life moves so fast.


Opened a door to a

New frontier.

Seeking the voice that

Has been so unclear.


Struggling with the

Storms of old.

Facing my fears, let the

Truth be told.


Behind my mask,

I still bleed.

When I sleep, I go

To make believe.


Every dream is mine

To own.

Free to create.

Free to fly.

Let the eyes fade,

Let the soul roam.


With no limitations,

No boundaries.

Existing in the freedoms

Of infinity.


Life is your book,

Rewrite the history.

My self exiled mind is

Still a mystery.


Coming back to the

Center of my circle.

Discovering that each new

Page is a miracle.