Imploding upon myself sweet
is a stranger as I walk on by
I slip a glance for a goodbye
to realize how scarred my eye.

The melancholy the regret sew
a tapestry inside me it grows
a word or two I can write slow
my attitude it is cold as snow.

My brain is a cess pool sick
that reaches destination quick
as it flows as if some cement
such solid reality down thick.

Immobilized infant I portay
what I want to try to display
in so many different ways
all the weeping I do this day.

Implode to burn into an urn
give me condolences farewell.
I go off to fight all of my hell
as well as give the devil details.

Like everyone else I walk in a
disguise that hides my pain.
Beneath it and to explore it all,
my calm grows after the rain.

The world has given me loss
that I store up inside my mind.
It weighs down so very heavy
maybe in our mind we’ll bind.

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And for a pleasant but poignant song I thought I’d share Disarm, by The Smashing Pumpkins with lyrics.

My oh my to be Billy Corgan. What a voice. With beautiful imagery for sure.

* On that note please forgive me for a slight amount of editing errors. You guys gotta give a Dude with a lot on his mind a few passes on spelling. My bad. 🤣