They loop endlessly
Thoughts long since dead
Looking for an outcome
Circling in my head
Trying to break a cycle
They will not be denied
Diversion lasts a short while
No matter what is tried
Time drags its own threads
Weaving knots along the way
Dragging the past forward
Trying to connect day by day
Stoic Poetry
Through The Cracked Window (Revisited) 