Repeating myself
I lost again,
Well I might.
I'm not sure,
I'm uncertain,
I fight.
I fight for a reason to exist,
Fight to move on.
Some do,
Some gotta move on,
But not me,
I'm trapped in a loop,
A time warp,
In hell.
I repeat this endless cycle,
Get up, work, sleep.
Work without purpose,
Without reward.
A medal hangs on a silver stand,
Surrounded but thick glass,
Metres in width,
Impossible to penetrait,
It's locked from all doors,
Tucked from view.
Im given the keys,
But those keys don't fit,
Not keys for the doors,
Keys for me.
To make me think better,
But im trapped in my mindset,
My moods are unchanged,
For change is impossible,
For me,
For someone who can't move on.
Will I be stuck here forever,
Unable to let go,
To move on,
Some do,
Some definitely move on,
But not me.
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