I have words to say
but I don’t know how to say them
I have lyrics to write but I don’t know how to play ’em
Its all jumbled up
in my heart and my head
Its all just mayhem
These poems I’ve read
Other people’s words twisted me round
From the path I have bled
The past feels real but the future uncertain
It all just wars, sinuous thoughts that fill me with dread
But sin, it’s a burden
Fallacious but salacious
When hero’s fall
And round back to beginning
Where words fail me.
As I have so often failed them.

Love this one.
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Thank you, it unblocked me. Arguably, trouble breathing is the better piece but without this one, there would have been no that one.
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They are all touching. All things I can relate to.
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I both like and lament that you can relate to my work. Since much of it deals with sweet melancholy and loss.
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