The Spiral

Sometimes your life spirals out of control and you never saw it coming. And then there are times it spirals out of control, you see every inch of the spiral in minute detail in crystal clarity. So that the destruction of your reality will forever be in violent contrast to every good moment from that point forward. A smile, a loving touch will be shadowed throughout your existence by the recollection of the spiral. It won't matter if a heart is given to you, the love from another will never replace the love for yourself lost in the downward spiral Instead of letting the spiral go, to move on and move forward, you've conceded to let it envelope your soul and consume what was once a beautiful soul. Sometimes something broken can never be fixed no matter how much another wishes it differently.

BEX