End of the Circle

End of the Circle

End of the Circle
Song without a song
Fleeing from this moment
Never seeing I was wrong

Clock hand keeps on sweeping
Never stopping for my tears
Never finding the beginning
Ever marking my new fears

In my mind I travel
To far reaches of space
Only to find that
I never left this place

End of the circle
Song without a song
If only one could tell me
What I'm doing wrong

I look for new beginnings
Surely knowing they will end
Trying to leave an endless circle
With nothing else to send

End of the Circle
Song without a song
When is beginning soon
And when is very long

Rabid Poet