My Circle
- Ellilit
- Apr 6, 2015
- 1 min read
My Circle
A red Circle
Wraps around my mind
Gripping my matter
Forcing it to grind
It has no point
It has no end
It removes my thoughts
Though tears it sends
My chest feels tighter
My eyes dart away
My fingers are restless
Though for every move they pay
It should not be
The Circle turns black
Tighter than a cinch
So tight it might snap
It encases my mind
Brings on my shame
But for its existence
Only I am to blame
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