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Release, relief That's all I seek A way to break these anchors placed above my feet A way to escape these taunting waves threatening to undertake me
You made me believe that you were that life raft You tricked me into thinking I've been at last freed Guess the joke's on me
You played me like a fiddle, like a fool You used me like a disc, like a tune Now my heart rest here At the bottom of this lonely abyss Where you have incased me Never to feel the sun rays again Forever lost at sea
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these days, it is very normal sharing your spotify playlists with eachother, it is very casual to give music recommendations, because music is made in order to be shared, i know. but am i the only one who doesn't like giving away my playlist? the song that kept me grounded during times when i felt like dying the song that resonates with me so deeply, like it was made just for me the song that reflects how melancholic i feel, like i'm looking at my own reflection in the mirror the song with lyrics so beautiful and poetic that i memorized each line by heart the song that is a constant source of reassurance, that i'm not alone the song that is healing and comforting, the song in which i willfully drown, to explore its depths – but instead, i'm being saved the song that feels like a warm hug during the most coldest nights the song that sounds just like my own thoughts, converted into a beautiful melody the song that feels like coming back home every time i listen to it the song that claimed me from the very first second because it wanted home – these are songs. if i were to reveal these to others, wouldn't that make me vulnerable? i don't want to put my heart out in the open – these masterpieces that are so intricately knotted with my heartstrings, to be displayed in the museum for the bypassers to judge. most days, i am a museum of things i want to forget but this is something that i want to keep with me for as long as time permits. that's why i close my eyes, trying to retain every word, every melody, every memory that was whispered only for and i let it flow down my veins like a river into my very core. this music that i listen to every night, sounds softly desperate like a like a to be and i recognize it because it is the sound of my own mind. when it ends, i can feel its magic – of finding something so arbitrary that it hits the deepest pits of my soul, and brings out the most obscure feelings that i, myself could never explain, but someone else could. that's why my eyes remain closed, wishing this would never end, and that these songs that i don't mind playing on repeat, could stay with me for a little longer.