They say sorrow floats

So I put mine in boats

And float it away –

Couldn’t bear it to stay.

You can’t drown sorrow though

As the records all show

If you drink to forget

You’ll remember it yet.

When I float it away

It will come back one day

Often worse than before

Beating down my mind’s door.

So there’s no other way

Face your sorrows today

Deal with each one by one

’Til your sorrows have gone

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6gG5AdGWnVU

I posted this about 4 months ago, but it is appropriate for this challenge, I think.

Each time I play this song,

as I play it now,

my eyes fill

and overflow

my heart squeezes

and stops

for even though

the song is about

a dad and son

it is not my dad

I miss,

it’s you,

still here by my side

but leaving me

behind

a little more

each day,

and I can only hope that

when forever and as long as I live

have a month, a day and a year

carved in stone,

when I am alone in our home

when I can no longer see you

when my arms can no longer hold you

when I can no longer feel the warmth

of you

next to me

I can only hope

I still feel you here.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P7kqqmr2HWI

Again, I find myself alone

Sitting quietly with my phone.

Multiple people are talking to me

But their faces I cannot see.

Their hearts I cannot guess,

Save by what they choose to express

In the words they decide to send.

Thus so easy it is to pretend...

And how did my life become this?

So full of words from people I miss,

But only on my phone.

And why am I always alone?

Here’s to the King,

Of a small town,

Cheers to the King,

Without a crown!

Bring the shotgun,

Bring the shells,

King of Hartly,

Down in hell!

-KOH- ™️

I didn't like the song at first

I couldn't relate, I didn't understand the lyrics

But now it plays in my head

Over and over like some kind of torture

Because don't you know?

True friends stab you in the front.

Red clouds fall over silver moonlight

Crystaline glass reflects the icy midnight

Standing on the balcony

Waiting for you to come to me

Intoxicate my innocence

Make me forget, more or less

Another breath, over again

Addiction formed, love drunk fan

Knowing me inside and out

Manipulate without a doubt

You know what I fantasize about

I never said I was perfect,

I never said I was right,

I never wanted to hurt you,

But I hurt me with all my might.

I try to be the best I am,

But who's to say I follow through?

The best I am is just some sand,

Next to your castle of desert glue.

You want me to be amazing,

You want me to do it all,

But when you've dug me into a hole,

You expect me to do more than crawl.

I never wanted to hurt you,

You know I give damn,

And while I'm not a fucking android,

I'm certainly still a man.

I don't enjoy making mistakes,

I promise you it's true,

But when I do, I own it,

You can barely say the same about you.

So promise me that you'll consider,

This new information you've found,

And try you best not to step

On the eggshells all across the ground.

No thoughts of own,

No dream to follow,

No will to rebel,

Just a hollow

For others to fill

With age-old order,

And make it spiral

In the loop forever.

A word of praise

Is the fuel of its,

And it must rip

Its passion to bits.

Maybe in the end,

It will realise:

It walked behind

And never explored.

‘It’ is someone who gave in to conformity.

Today we feel the crushing weight

of broken lives and buried pain

the thorns and lies we’ve held inside

and the emptiness we’ve tried to hide

We take our fill and medicate

and tell ourselves it’s all a game

till we’ve justified anything...

So burn the books and break the frame

gag our souls and hide away

dine on noise, regurgitate

kill silence lest we feel shame,

deep wounds, and hollowed, tender hurts

forget that life is more than mirth...

Until it wears itself away

and all we have is ourselves to face:

The barest beat of emaciated hearts

awaits another fall

we bear our emaciated souls

each upon the pall

and if you look into our eyes

you’ll find

everything dissatisfies.

With eyes cast down lest others see

the tales they tell and tears they bleed,

we tell our lie and say we’re fine

but our wounded heart lies left behind

We put our hope in empty things

in gilded masks and passing dreams

though under all the gold, fear reigns as king

So strike our breasts, wait and see

if our emaciated hearts take up the beat

Bear the pain, ignore the threat;

will our emaciated souls take their last breath?

Then look into our veiled eyes

peer behind the screen of lies:

we still long for what will satisfy.

Shall we reach into that which we fear

to find ourselves not in a mirror

but as we really truly are

the open sores and bleeding scars

the clawing marks which show our part

the anguished din inside our hearts

for grasping after shallow, pale pleasure

in the stead of joy beyond all measure

Is emaciation form for our flesh,

this emaciation our soul's true best?

Are our eyes to see eternal loss

no return for everlasting cost?

Or shall we step at last into the silence,

nor run from it in fear of violence

done upon our already broken hearts

silence having been tasked to carve

the suffering before we heal, price already paid,

for firstly every heart must break

for it to be remade.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PHgY53QXTyA

I tried so hard, you still weren't there.

I cried so much, there are no more tears.

I'm all alone. Alone again.

I feel my heart, cloaked with chains.

Without you, I can't go on.

Will I wake, when comes the dawn.

Why won't you stay, why must you run.

When you forget me, I become undone.

I'm trapped, not allowed to leave.

Through this maze, I still weave.

Alone...Again