Vicious Cycles

Life just feels like a vicious cycle,

Of Mondays and Fridays,

Dominating our lives,

More than any other day.

While I repeat to myself,

That today is different,

Today is better,

Or worse,

Today we achieved,

Or lost,

Today we lived,

Or survived,

Yet another vicious cycle.

Of this life by accepting,

Denying,

Agreeing,

Compromising,

Moving on,

Into new vicious cycles,

Until we die.