Circular Swirl

Round and round it goes
evading the grasp.
It goes down the drain
escaping hands and imagination,
unable to be gathered alas.
The pain is unbearable
as the insufferable anguish resides.
The moment goes down
in this circular swirl
on the most painful ride.
The drain consumes
what once so inspired
while a mind, the dreamer
who conceived the concept
is now too tired.
The concept so unique
is now so far gone.
Now also is drowned
any aspiration to continue
or want to go on.
The drain can eat
that which is wanted
while mind, body, and soul,
along with spirit and will,
will forever now be haunted.