In Circles

An empty feeling,

I did it again.

Ego loves the weakness, the fear of having to stay.

The pull disappeared because I pushed it away. 

I can’t be who you want me to be.

None so blind as those who won’t see,

but it’s me who refuses to choose,

Attached to my own truth.

That I’m not good enough,

my own critical views.

A ticking time bomb,

lighting my own fuse.

I can’t say I feel proud,

but this is what it sounds like out loud..

This is the pain I cause myself,

because I’m terrified of love. 

This is the sound, 

of another lover lost.