i think to myself more often then not,

i need to get a grip before i slip through.

i need to get away before i’m stuck in the same spot i’ve been in for so long.

i need a goal to pursue before i have to start again.

i’m so tired of running the same circle i’ve been running for so long,

the road ahead just appears dark and hopeless.

i think to myself if only?

if only i could really break the cycle i’ve placed myself in.

if only i could get a grip.

if only i could find a way out.

if only i could obtain my goal. 

then i realize the only thing stopping me is me.

i am my own worst enemy, and my only saving grace.

what a paradox life can be.