Sphere of Fade

The sphere of what eventually fades

words travel in circles and get lost

people changing their fickle minds 

through hoops over hurdles 

Vanishing in the loop, 

they talk about the mess.

Ward off and go unnoticed 

Ghost themselves and drift away

Scabs over like scars and pulls into new array 

As it knits and finds new ways to bruise

While gazing into the eyes

and making them seem like the world

My heart shivers and skips a beat 

as as when the truths get unfolded

Back to where it started 

Stay with me, I wanna say 

But you would do the otherwise 

And that's okay.