Lapping Loops

Lapping Loops

I sit here frozen; frozen in motion where everything 

within my reach is moving at a fast yet, slow

pace that has me standing breathless and weak upon

the knees.

***

It doesn’t stop there; in a matter of seconds a perfectly

clear mind can turn into scrambles –flashing pieces

of our history as if only for a moment, this spec of a piece

becomes reality.

***

Lapping loops around my head is where I have found 

myself standing as my body flows with the

Rhythm of everyday life; I am fighting to find a release, 

Even if it is only for a spec of a moment.

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The most painful part is realizing the truth about reality;

the truth in which we all have attempted to give

everything to turn and run; sometimes the best of us find

 ourselves running just to loop back around.

***

As time passes, we are told we will understand in time; we

are told to put our all in time for time heals wounds,

I call bullshit –bullshit for time doesn’t heal wounds filled

with raging fire worsened by every beat.

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Time doesn’t heal the things we hide in plain sight while

Going unnoticed; time is a reminder of what weighs 

Upon the depths of our minds when the world is resting

And we are restless.

By Kelly Clegg

@kellywin21