Cycles Stories

How many times have I been here? One step forward, three steps back In my confusion, I’ve lost track Dragged further and further into the black The shadows have claws, they dig into my skin Biting at my flesh, sinking their teeth in My tenacity is wearing thin Will I ever escape the darkness within? This cycle began before my prime Should I let the rot consume me one last time? Shall this be my final rhyme? No, I just nee...

Have you ever noticed that abusive families stay that way generation after generation? Why? Logically this should not be. After all in an abusive relationship there are two roles, Abuser, and Victim. Obviously if an Abuser starts a new generation then the offspring will be forced to play Victim. But eventually a Victim should hook up with a Victim and the abuse should end. But it doesn't! Why? After much thought and obser...

After fall then comes the snow when some plants die and some kids grow as all the many cycles run their course. One war is won another lost and either way there is great cost. The pious pray and sinners feel remorse. Some lovers kiss while others fight and claim they are not treated right. One walks in another out the door. Victors laugh and losers cry and babies scream and old folks die and mourners weep for those they d...