Circles Poem by Epsilon Six

This time it makes me feel lost
It's like...I'm on this open plain of nothing.
And there's this far off melody
Keeping my mind occupied.
Almost like I've been here before.
That is because I have.
And I hope
that it floats down a different stream this time.
And I imagine
a different plain, and a different melody
and far off nothing
But far is too far
And off is not on
And this time I'm lost
It's like...I'm on this open plain of nothing.