Nothing changes, the ripples swirling inward
a whirlpool of mirrored progression, regression
my feet squelch through muddy emotions
and slip on the thin ice of disinterestedness,
a casualty of casual cruelty I can’t advance.
I am a Knight trying to take two steps forward
unable to untwist my path to make it clear,
so I sit stalemated in fear, unwilling to leap.
The savage anger that burned within burned out
and I am left strung out like an addict,
I need to understand but I can’t remember
that perfect picture because it was never taken.
Forsaken folly now rules my miserable mind,
better a mistake made well than one botched
in delivery, actions aborted leave only stress.
A mess easily avoided but I am deaf
and cannot hear the please from within
so I circle and circle the drain, praying
hoping that maybe this time I will drown.