Cycle

The light has gone and I can't go on

When I look inside I know I have myself to blame

I see the hurt in their eyes all the same

A short revival and then the crash

And thus the cycle repeats for me at last

A brief reprisal before the end

And thus the cycle begins for me again

The taste, once sweet, has lost allure to me

There's a beast inside, I keep it locked up far away

But it always escapes and repays

And then the lights fall dim and the world grows colder

Victim of a manmade misery

And with a manic grin it derives my torture

Ripping at the seams of victory

A short revival and then the crash

And thus the cycle repeats for me at last

A brief reprisal before the end

And thus the cycle begins for me again