Through denial and unbelief,
A road that was once fully visible and straight,
Becomes a winding ribbon of pain and sacrifice.
Once strong, now hopeless, the faith of love and life
Has been replaced by uncertainty and wanting.
Through once bright-seeing eyes, now darkness falls,
A veil that stifles hope and breeds despair.
If a circle is the symbol of hope,
How is it that is feels like the repeating foreshadow of failure?
Perhaps, only a visible circle from above,
But from the side,
A downward spiral is all that really exists.