Tired of Dying

They say repetition of delusion defines the insane
The same failed experiment indicates a loss underlying
It's crazy to expect a result that doesn't cry out in pain
My looped in time fantasies are so unsatisfying
For reasons you'd rather I not try to over-explain
 
Behind layers of shadows and self-masquerading
Lie endless examples of compulsively lying
I can't go on with this faux-masturbating  
Loneliness is a place of repetitively dying
Breathing new life into the pain I keep recreating

Finally crashing in the feathers of a phoenix  
To be consumed in the flame of your deepest weakness
Then reborn the angel that was always living inside
From the ashes of misery where you can no longer hide
You will rise up and spread wings of burning uniqueness