The Cycle

It'll never stop.

The Cycle

Tensions are building and I'm doing everything in my power to stop it but I can feel it rising you won't stop I think you like picking things to hurt me with.

Finally the incident happens what you've been waiting for something to blame me for something to start a fight but why I don't know

Reconciliation now you act as if nothing has happened you've done nothing wrong it was all me and I start to believe it maybe it is me maybe I am the problem

The calm

It's the calm before the storm again where everything is normal or is it I'm not really sure anymore but I know it's my life it's just a cycle of pain.

sad poetry
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Benita Gonzalez

Just a woman trying to make it in this messed up world and I'm trying my best it's not over till I'm underground 

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