Circling

Going in circles is all I know It´s always all so similar, beginnings then endings and so on Frustrated that the good won´t last and there are always bad things ahead of me Trying to stay still was not possible as I was getting pushed around So used to this big circle I create smaller ones within Now all the moments pass by faster and I am more prepared of for bad things, right? Wrong! it was distressing, I wanted a change but not too fast with not time for routine Did I want change or consistency? Why are only the wrong things changing? The smaller the circles got the faster the pace of change Till there was no place for more circles I reached the dot where I couldn´t do anything So I was stuck at this place where nothing ever changed If I want to go back I have to go through all the circles Too tired to walk all the way back I choose to stay Cause there I hoped things would remain the same I wanted consistency more than happiness I guess Or was I too tired of all the changes and just needed sleep? The last dot, a black hole swallowed me and all my circles The path now dark makes it harder to leave An I keep falling where should I hold on?