Cyclical

Isolation is my home
Hide away, can you feel the comfort
Ability of it all
Only here can I feel the music

Never letting others in
Only hoping to find some honesty
In isolation
Have I found what I’m looking for inside?
Am I selfish and afraid?

The air is getting close
Losing faith in the way I’ve taken
At least it’s still my own?
My will is wavering

I’m talking to myself
All this time under house arrest can’t
Be good for my mental health
Could really use a friend

Stagnation
The screams come through the walls
I’m losing the day

I’m aging
As my momentum stalls
I’m wasting away

Lost patience
With less than perfect all
My thoughts sound the same

Tail chasing
This feels so cyclical
My head’s in the way

Feel the pieces fall in place
Aches and pains, clouded eyes and mind are
Banished as the cycle breaks
It and I shift back to alignment

Feel my limbs becoming light
All alone, but the air is vibrant
Humming with ecstatic life
Forget the fears that I’d never find the way
Now it’s clear and open I

Just can’t contain my joy!
Overflow, cause I’m hearing music
Where before was only noise!
My heart is hammering

I’m dancing with myself
Lose control as I gain momentum
Fear is fading, solace swells
This feels like everything

(I wish I could live that ecstasy again)

(Harsh light in retrospect, everything seems changed)
(I wish I could live that ecstasy again)