Bicycle

At the start, it was drowning

All-encompassing, swallowing feeling

I didn't know, I don't know how to act

This place I hate, but it pulls me back

Make a change, read a book

If that's all it took

Recently, I've been in my head

Protect myself, now I have no friends

What's the fun in that?

What do you think of that?

I guess I should've seen it coming

It was two years in the running

But I had a grasp

There's some hope in that

The cycle repeats

People I meet

Reuse the same conversations

The annual routine

It's winter to me

A fucking bad dream

Now we're at the start, two rooms apart

How does it feel when I lose my spark?

'Cause when the sky is dark

The only part I really know

Is to remove it all