Circle

~ I had to go all the way around, I had to go all the way around
Just to figure out how to get back where I started from

Sometimes bad things happen.

They sprung out when you least expected. And bite you where it hurts most with their jagged teeth. You drop into a world, squally winds messes your thoughts. People around you try to shine on you, but sometimes, you have to face it alone.

You pass time, but you never leave the scene where it all happened. The void left by the hurt was never filled. And you think will this ever end? Even though you know it will,eventually. We heal, no matter what happens.

I ask myself, after the pain gone, and wound replaced by a simple scar, how would things change. While you wander in the darkness, waiting for time to heal, you know inside, that things will never be the same anymore. How could it still be what it was, when so much bad had happened.