Cycles by Xavier Serrano
The cycle continues
biased perception clouds my judgment
I dawn the mantle as the bearer of grim news
Tarnish my name, tarnish my character
Dismantle my pride, in the dumpster my heart resides
The cycle continues
The pieces of the frame are intact yet your apologies are spent and used
And you cannot fix this detriment with flint tools
I dawn the mantle as the bearer of grim news
Wake up, cry out the anxiety, go to school
The cycle continues
Universe, I’d wish you’d start off my game file as “discontinued”
I dawn the mantle as the bearer of grim news
As I refuse the help for my issues and bury myself in a quilt of tissues
As long as I am alive, I am reminded that the cycle always continues.
