Infinite Loops

Mind's a Rubik's, twisting in the void of confusion,

Blueprint's lucid, but life’s an optical illusion.

Clock ticks louder, no snooze on the tower,

Hourglass cracked, spilling sand, losing power.

Bodega dreams, dollar short, sipping schemes,

Reality's a movie, but I’m stuck between scenes.

Concrete jungle, roots sprout through the hustle,

Bare-knuckle brawl with fate, flexing muscle.

Infinite loops, round and round we spin,

Looking for the start, but we back where we’ve been.

Chasing horizons, but they fold into the wind,

Infinite loops, where does it begin?

Memory's hazy, old school flicker like a tape,

VHS rewind, but can’t escape the shape.

Faces fade, but the echoes still linger,

Pointing blame, but the guilt's on my finger.

Skyline's a mirage, chasing clouds on the low,

Shadows stretch long, where the lost souls go.

Night’s my accomplice, whispers in the alley,

Maps with no X, just detours in the valley.

Infinite loops, round and round we spin,

Looking for the start, but we back where we’ve been.

Chasing horizons, but they fold into the wind,

Infinite loops, where does it begin?