(Un)happily

 

Attached to my own agony,

I thrive when I am drowning.

I know that I could save myself,

Instead I sink into the sound.

 

The water washes over me,

An ocean of affliction.

I revel in the misery,

My sadness, my addiction.

 

Beneath the waves I write my songs

Of suffering and sadness,

Of sickness and of hollow hearts;

The sirens sing along.

 

I have the strength to save myself,

But these depths are my new home.

Here I live (un)happily,

And here I die alone.

 

 

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