This place...

I know this place. 

I know the feelings that it brings. 

It’s like a cycle… 

and an endless cycle at that. 

Initially, I think, “I can’t take anymore, God”… then out of nowhere

a rush of memories

reminders really

reminding me that I’ve said those same words once before. 

But, no, I couldn’t have. 

This time, the pain

the frustration

it’s so real… 

so thick! 

I've considered suffocating my thoughts through silent withdrawal 

from myself, 

but my mind breeds thoughts

millions by the minute

too many to ignore. 

And I've tried to write about it, 

but my poetry is too poetic. 

Words aren't descriptive enough. 

Sentences are not long enough. 

Language is nowhere strong enough.

I am at a loss.

Still….

Draw me nearer, Lord.