In this vexing vortex of cacophony,
This whirlpool of broken feelings
And broken people
Broken promises
And their broken sequels
I have stood still for an eternity
Built upon nanoseconds
Rusting from the storms of
"Always" and “forevers"


Stagnant, I stand
Contemplating…
Pondering…
Over the options
"Should I nourish the worms?
Or can I undergo combustion?"
Sporadically
I am given a little push
And unto me
I am given a rush of energy
I am given a sickening euphoria
Instilled with the illusion
Of being able to meet my maximum potential
Circled by the familiar touch
Of solitude
I settle into my highs and lows

And with each lowering high
And each beckoning low
I understand more and more
That at the bottom
Is a sempiternal low
That I cannot escape

I have stood still for an eternity