I've run the circle

It is building up again...
while days have gone by wallowing.

Obsessing over distractions I dig into clay
blind to whats in front of me.

I seem to be running and digging deep every day
For everything that has changed
nothing really has...
I've run the circle
wishing the illusion continued...

The battle awaits.
Beneath the dread, I hope for the silver lining...
while I don the armor again.