sometimes everything is a revolving cycle of wins and loses of smiles and tears of triumphs and lows from good times to bad times my life is a cycle i dwell in the silence and darkness for a time for hours, for days, for weeks, for months, for even years but i also dwell in laughter and light for a time for hours, for days, for weeks, for months, but never years i live in a cycle, constantly looking for hope to continue the good times and avoid the bad times