The Aftermath

It makes me sick to think of it
And then it makes me sad
And then I feel nothing
Of the emotions I once had
And I can’t tell what’s compensation
And what is simply me
What I’m supposed to feel
And what others are meant to see
I don’t know who’s the real bad guy
Or if one even exists
All I know is that if this is life
I’ll not get my wish.

Changed

I’m not sure what changed
Was it the lack of happy endings
Of which I was suddenly aware
Or the constant choice of indolence
When I know that I should care?
Was it memories invented
Or dreams left unmade
Or the horde of unhappy endings
That left everything so changed?

Reflection

When the world stopped, I can’t remember
But it never moved again
Except Thanksgiving and December
Where we pretend that life is now, not then
And there’s a happily ever after
Which we all doubt is true
Attempts were made to trade war for laughter
The result was me and you

Incompatible

I keep telling myself that it won’t work
Our dissonance is clear
You want to turn the music up
And I, just low enough to hear

You say how much there is to gain
And I, how much to fear
But one point on which we can agree
Is how much I love you, dear.

(No) Easy Answers

The quiet doesn’t tell me the answers
It only tells me to find them myself
No lightning from the sky for inspiration
No magical guide to give me some help
I’m lost in a nightmare that’s supposed to be mine
I have this dream I’ll find my way out
But until then I’m supposed to know what I’m doing
I guess I should probably figure it out.

Well

My tears are shaped like words
When everything goes well
Only on my pages
Is where the thing with feathers fell

No one ever notices
And there’s none I’ll ever tell
That I was ever feeling this
When everything goes well