The Funeral

Once again, my caution bends to soft amnesia as I forget
That I've been here before
The melatonin fails again, and melancholy settles in
My mouth neglects the shape of words that I know you adored
And every night it hurts a little more

And I can't seem to satiate
The sadness that still resonates
Every bone in me will break
Beneath the weight of guilt that I can't place

If my happiness isn't permanent
Then I am no more than a surrogate father
Lead to the altar to marry the mother despite all of my reservations
If the joy that I feel is so juvenile
How do I reconcile all the aggression that I seem to harbour?
The selfish depression that makes it so hard to feel loved?

Promise me you'll stay a while
I know I ask you all the time
Must be getting hard to pretend
And safe in the warmth of the sun, I let myself undress
Revealing wounds that time neglects
Hesitant, I acquiesce to the softest embrace of your bed

Where shamefully I supplicate
For anything that seems to soothe my aches
Watch me as I dissipate
Dissolve into a solvent fear of change

Despondency bleeds into everything
Removing my hands from the wheel of the vehicle
I couldn't care at all
Sing me to sleep with my mellifluous misery
Drunk and delusional, numb at the funeral
Love was once sacrosanct, but now it resembles
The sound of a language that I am scared to speak



Credits
Writer(s): Maximillian Carnegie Nicolai, Liam Kane Torrance, Toby James Evans, Thomas Jeffrey Weaver, Adam Paul Smith
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