Vicious Cycles

Compelling emotions in a lock box
For no one to see
Keeping tabs on life
Filled with hate and misery

Lonely and searching no more
The heart is done bleeding
There is nothing left to feel for

Damaged beyond repair
Slowly dieing a slow death
But she doesn't even care
As I take that delayed last breath

So that's enough for me
It wasn't worth the time
You can't put a price on being free
If the punishment doesn't fit the crime