Rider of the Cycle

The mind is tricky thing,
a little pampering it needs,
too much, it will be confusing,
and too much too long,
we will be lost,
trapped to do things,
over again,
because we cannot go forward.

It's a cycle, what we are doing.
We will do one thing,
all our might, give our best.
For a while, we will be good,
our mind will be there,
going for it.

Until a something comes,
gives us a strike, right on the head,
awakening us,
for the umpteenth time,
making the eyes see, the ears listen,
and then we despair.
we think, is this what we want?
and downward we shall go from there.

we can bluff, we can try,
and oh how we can just ignore,
the sense and the pull,
but the realization, the want, the dream,
will always be there, right in the head,
haunting us, shadowing all our thoughts.

The mind is tricky thing,
a little pampering it needs,
too much, it will be confusing,
and too much too long,
we will be lost,
trapped to do the same things,
over again,
because we cannot go forward,

It's a very vicious cycle,
and i seem to be a rider of this cycle.
all the time.