I fly.
When will I stop?
These circles,
This
NEVER
ENDING
path,
through the darkness
This is not my home,
This is not where I was meant to be going
Words echo in my head
Tearing at the last shards of
I know it's almost over,
It will all come to an end soon.
I circle
I try to escape
I can't,
I never will.
And so
I fly.