The Cycle
Distance. Abandon.
It feels exactly the same.
Anger. Resentment.
This haunting is a shame.
Anxious. Paranoid.
Who the hell can I trust?
Suffering. Pain.
I'll walk alone if I must.
Hatred. Love.
They have the same flavor.
Death. Numb.
Suffocating would be a favor.
Vengeance. Justice.
Fires keeping me alive.
Jaded. Aching.
Redemption leads to strife.
Disconnect. Reconnect.
Enduring the push and pull.
Distance. Abandon.
I cycle again. I am a fool.
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