The Cycle

This life, well its slipping right through my hands,
These days turned out nothing like I had planned,
It seems like everything is going wrong,
and the clock keeps spinning, not stopping for long.
Try to find some time to breathe, and escape,
From everything, past, present and future,
Don't want to see the world anymore,
I just want to hide away.
Its like a never ending road full of hate and anger,
but I cant seem to find any peace,
Although I'm all alone in my world,
The voices consume me and make me feel dead.
Theres so much pain and sadness inside,
But also theres so much love,
Love thats devouring my soul, my mind,
Its taking over and I'm loosing control.
I try to reach out for the one that I love,
But he is not there, though he is waiting,
He's waiting for me to find him,
But I'm stuck behind these walls.
Sometimes the pain takes over, and I lose all happiness,
I feel like I'm stuck in a cage, and the key doesn't fit the lock,
All the voices around just get louder and louder,
Until my head screams and looses control.
I slice away at the walls that trap me,
Feel the pain bleed out and leave me,
Replaced by the pain of the scars of my past,
Gracefully spiraling the walls.
And though the clock keeps spinning,
It feels like everything has stopped,
Its repeating itself again and again,
The cycle that never sleeps.