It is like we are on a repeat mode.
Going through all of it,
all over again.
and again.

You are no more than that toy I liked,
Pressing my face against the glass,
I would cry and scream,
To have you.

What happens when you want something,
Want? er no. We call it love,
And what if you don’t get
that something or someone?

This is what we do.

Step 1.
Fight.
Pin the good memories on the walls of your mind.

Step 2.
Listen.
They will come and tell you of all those who made it.

Step 3.
Understand.
This is where you part ways with hope and don’t even wave.

Step 4.
Accept.
You hold the hand of negativity and run on the track of misery.

Step 5.
Repeat.
That’s right, you start over to reach here.