The Never-Ending Cycle of Thought, Pain and Mistakes

BEGINNING; the cycle of explaining what I'm trying to say to you...

I'll run, until my feet bleed and the path is stained red.
I can run from the fear of what I've done and what it will cause,
but eventually it will catch up with me...

I'll hide, in the dead of the night...the darkness within me.
I can hide from who I am...who I can become,
but it's possible i could find myself in the process.

I'll cry, until every tear's been shed.
I can let the liquid leak from my eyes and slide down my cheeks,
but my tears won't fix my problems or help anyone.

I'll look, until I'm blinded by the light and I can't see.
I can open my eyes and see everything,
but when I'm seeing everything...will I see nothing?

I'll speak, until you get what I'm trying to say.
I can talk until I'm blue in the face,
but I fear you may never actually listen.

I'll break, until every last piece is dust.
I can be good at loving you,
but you can be great at crushing me.

You'll read, until I stop writing these poems.
You've probably read most of what I've written,
but I doubt you understand what I'm saying.

You'll lie.
I'll hurt.
You'll break.
I'll catch the pieces.
You'll scar.
I'll love you whether I can see them or not.
You'll cry.
I'll never say stop...because it's okay to cry.

I'll....I'll...I'll die trying.
Trying to run to my mistakes and fix them.
Trying to hide, then attack my fear of who I am.
Trying to cry because what is living without a few tears?
Trying to see how I can help, why you won't let me, why I can't.
Trying to speak in words you'll understand.
Trying to break my pain and let it go.
Trying to find the END...and when I do I'll be right, back at the BEGINNING

(Repeat this cycle of words 10 times over and maybe you'll see what I think almost every waking moment of my life...)