Traveler on Repeat

I am conscious of the abstract promise of threading this path. 

My perpetual innocence picked up the pieces 

of my most unknown heartbreaks through and through. 

I was here before.

 

I have created a mind game only I can play, 

but turned out to be a maze I got lost even at the start.

Every turn is a trick pulling me in, every movement is a puzzle I cannot solve. 

I can hardly get away. 

 

I know the difference of hope and truth, 

but making my own story is sweeter than the uncertainty of what is real.

The slightest change by a pinch of truth is a bitter sweet pain I am willing to endure.

I am in cycle.

 

I made myself hope that what makes the difference 

is only a step which I vow not to take on my own. 

Then before my eyes I saw truth, indeed only a step away makes the difference.

All along, shame on me.

Reviews

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I love this, because of the sort of story it tells. Underneath the written confusion of uncertainty, there is a telling of perseverance against oneself. Amazing :)

[Jane D]

Very deep stuff. My advice would be to shorten some lines to amplify the effect, but otherwise this is a good piece.

[Ada Pacia]

Thank you so much for the review and for the advice. I'll keep that in mind. :)