Spinless Future

Wheels spin continuously,
until time catches up with them,
and then all of a sudden,
they stop,
always needing repairs,
trying to spin,
never succeeding,
never wanting to be forgotten,
when in the end,
it is,
never being used,
always needing help,
wanting to be young again,
spinning endlessly;
forever and always.

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Being who I am today, writing has always made some difference in my life. When my father passed away when I was seven and I needed something that would get me through those hard times, writing gave me a gateway that oddly enough seemed like freedom even though it did not last long.