Over and Over

Over and over this scene plays out,
Over and over, the time,
It fades,
A time, precious thought.
A help.
Left, unto nothing.

But empty,
Empty trying over and over.
Ever and ever.

A fight for me,
To try,
To be.

Always this uphill struggle.

A simple thread,
A small vibration.
Ripples down the whole,
Making waves into storms.

Odd, hurt and left,
Over and over this thinking.
To try and sort out