Bittersweet

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The sad song plays, endlessly, on repeat

Like belligerent vine, the lyrics wrap around my head

Each word a thorn, on this crown of defeat

Unhurriedly, the wall of silence is crumbling inside

Echoes I hear, in every darkened corner of my mind

Voices I hear, filled with nothing but lie and deceit

Drowning in sorrow, searching thought the past

I hold back the tears; for no man cries

Burdened with self-reproach, my desperate heart, I so poorly treat

Lost in this song of ghosts past

I am nothing; yet am all that there is!

Solitude, ever constant, ever present, bittersweet!