Weeping Circles

It's no surprise to realize so many have lost their way

In the myriad paths and twisting turns that lead us to today

Perhaps the confusion or lack of choice

Leads us into this maze

I hear you whisper beyond stone walls

We really cannot call that choice

And as I try to maneuver these endless halls

I'm lead further from your voice

And we stumble, lost, like we're broken

Move forward but blinded by all this haze

Unhearing to the words once spoken

Reminding us of better days

Words flitting through my mind

In a symphony you will never hear

My heart strings play the requiem

Of everything I hold dear

And with this death and ageless passing

My soul atones and takes its lashing

Is Dante's fourth circle where I am lain

Wanting more than I could attain

The second circle brought us together

But the first I'm left when we are severed

And wandering in this boundless nowhere

Grey mists stretch to the vast horizon

And I know you're out there, searching somewhere

But it hurts too much to carry on

When this ends will I ascend to Heaven

Or be a tree in circle seven?

Will I one day see you again?

Or will the cycle finally end?