Pain is my Only Emotion

[Outro] (Verse 1) In the shadows of my heart, where darkness weaves its threads, I wander through the corridors of pain, where silence treads. Emotions once vibrant, now dulled to shades of gray, I dance with sorrow, my only partner in this masquerade. (Pre-Chorus) The sunsets mock my longing, painting crimson lies, As memories unravel, like frayed threads under moonlit skies. I’ve stitched my wounds with silence, tied knots of regret, And in this symphony of ache, my soul plays its minuet. (Chorus) Pain is my only emotion, a haunting melody, Notes of anguish and despair, echoing endlessly. I’ve lost the map to joy, forgotten laughter’s tune, In this desolate ballad, I weep beneath the moon. (Verse 2) The raindrops tap my window, a melancholy refrain, Each droplet whispers secrets, etching scars upon my brain. Love’s ghost lingers here, a specter of what was, Yet I’ve become a mausoleum, where hope lies in dust. (Pre-Chorus) The stars above conspire, their constellations weep, As I trace the contours of my ache, in shadows dark and deep. I’ve traded smiles for echoes, traded warmth for frost, And in this requiem of longing, my heart counts every cost. (Chorus) Pain is my only emotion, a haunting melody, Notes of anguish and despair, echoing endlessly. I’ve lost the map to joy, forgotten laughter’s tune, In this desolate ballad, I weep beneath the moon. (Bridge) The wind carries my sighs, like paper boats adrift, Across the sea of solitude, where broken dreams uplift. I’ve whispered secrets to the night, confessions left unsaid, And in this cathedral of ache, my soul bows its weary head. (Chorus) Pain is my only emotion, a haunting melody, Notes of anguish and despair, echoing endlessly. I’ve lost the map to joy, forgotten laughter’s tune, In this desolate ballad, I weep beneath the moon. (Outro) So let the stars bear witness, as I sing my silent plea, For pain is my only emotion, my bittersweet symphony. In this cavern of longing, where echoes find their home, I’ll dance with sorrow forevermore, until the final poem. [Outro]