Living with a cycle
with no end to be found
Living with a cycle
Here we go, spinning round
Time passes us by
like a watch that isn't wound
Living with a cycle
with no reason to stick around
Same s**t, different day
people comfort you like
you've had just a bad day
What you feel
can be explained away
Summed up so simplistically
and that everything will be okay
Never looking deep
they never wanna know
the secrets within you keep
Secrets are like poison
in your mind it will seep
What keeps me up alone
at night when everyone's asleep
Living with a cycle
with no end to be found
Living with a cycle
Here it comes, spinning round
Time is of no essence
when you're not tied to the ground
Living with a cycle
a kind of life to which we're bound
you got nothing to do
Just sitting around waiting
for everything to come back to you
There's emptiness around here
and nothing to look forward to
Candy coated white lies
what I've feared turns out to be true
Memories are mad
What I thought was good
intrinsically, realistically bad
Was the only happiness
or what I thought I had
Tainted somehow by your touch?
my life, ironic, pathetic and sad
Can you please release me?
Can you please save me from your doom
Living with a cycle
with no end to be found
Living with a cycle
Dizzying pace, spinning round
Time will catch up to you with
no friend keeping you safe and sound
Caught within your cycle
killing me inside without a sound.
Lee Degnan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cycle-2/
