THE ROAD TO NOWHERE

wanderthewood:

by sannalinn

THE ROAD TO NOWHERE

Life takes us on a ride.

A path with no guide.

A ride for no rhyme or reason.

A circle with no side.

A path deep into the jungle.

People passing along the way.

Traps to trip us up.

Lurking demons held at bay.

The end leaves us with more questions.

Not answered along the way.

A destination with no purpose.

No clarification for our stay.

THE TREES

withinings

THE TREES

Their fingers clasped tightly,

keeping the light out

and intruders in.

Paths snake through the brush,

leading in endless circles.

The darkness envelopes us,

holding us close to its dark heart.

No way out of this forest,

lost in the labyrinth of despair.

Waiting for The Dead and gone,

who hold our lives in their evil hands.

THE DEAD GAME has begun.

CIRCLES

 aimejames

Forever circling.

Round and round.

Life follows cycles.

Beginning to end.

Then back again.

Circles.

GOING IN CIRCLES

niadil:

GOING IN CIRCLES

Caught in a vicious cycle.
No control over your own life.
Day in and day out.
Round and round you go.
Does it ever stop?
Can you get off?
Yes, you can.
If you step outside the circle.
And dare to be different.

 

 

THE VIEW FROM ABOVE

cityneonlights:


The view from above.
People appear small,
tiny specks in the universe.
Cars are in constant motion.
Everyone is in a hurry,
going around in endless circles.
Going to work, and later
going back home.
Taking elevators up
and then down again.
What’s the hurry?
We all live the same lives.
We live and then we die.
Does it matter where we had
hurried around in between?
All that matters are
who we leave behind.
For these are the only
ones who will remember
that we had been here.
And why we had been here.

RUNNING IN CIRCLES

therumpus:

RUNNING IN CIRCLES
DON’T WE RUN IN CIRCLES
EVERYDAY OF OUR LIVES?
WE DON’T KNOW WHERE WE’RE GOING,
WHERE LIFE IS LEADING US.
WHAT NEXT?
WHAT DO WE DO NEXT?
BUT YET, WE CONTINUE ON.