NO END IN SIGHT

going round in circles,
whispering your name over and over
trying to find a broken link,
trying to find the beginning
trying to find the end.
there’s no way to get back,
to the beginning.
there’s no way to find a
short cut.
there’s no way to move forward,
to end this…
so i whisper your name over and over as i run.
A circle has no beginning.
A circle has no middle.
A circle has no ending.