They tell you to write what you know
But I’m tired of that story
I don’t want to feel this pain and frustration
Pouring it out on the page does little
To ease the creeping anxiety
This world was a whole lot brighter
Not so very long ago
But I can’t bring that back
I’m stuck here on the dark
And when you only want to help people
Spreading angst doesn’t seem very helpful
There’s enough of that out there
But it’s all I’ve got to give now
Beautiful, terrible words
The essence of where my head’s at
I try to fix what’s broken in others
But can’t seem to repair myself
So what can I do
But keep spreading these words
Out over the ages
And hope that someday something clicks
And I can sow a little more joy
And a little less sorrow
