Circle Thoughts and Breaking Lines

i start back fresh
new goal in sight
with my hands in denial
i go on alright
this is not real
this is not kind
i do not wish to see it anymore
and yet it comes

calm strick feeling
with an ending felt but not
realized. chasing romantics
to set the ending, felt the seam
but not the line
should've known i'd make no
sense of it as with
every time

a beauty color dressed in white
i took it on the whim of time
to feel the rush was nothing new
and i gave up quick
bending the lines to form the
skew, my safety net surrounding
me. should've been brave
but this body moves
randomly, rapidly

i learn to take the start again
and run with it
apologize for every minute i forget
i learn to let myself learn
as circles redefine
i know that vultures break away
with time

  water still tastes fresh
            as our cycles combine