Bell Jar Blues

[Verse] In a world of neon nights and smoky haze, I found myself ’neath a melancholic phase, Wrapped in the glass, a silent, brittle jar, Sylvia’s whispers echoing from afar. [Verse 2] Each clink of ice in my old-fashioned glass, Mimics the sound of ghosts from her past, Seeking solace where broken minds roam, Haunted by reflections of a haunted home. [Chorus] Oh, Bell Jar blues, you sing a mournful tune, Capturing the midnight melancholy of the moon, Trapped within thoughts, sharp as crystal shard, In Sylvia’s world, where escape is barred. [Verse 3] Tiptoeing through memories so deep and dark, Each scar tells a story, each cracked heart, She painted life with words, in shades of grey, Desires turned to smoke, drifting away. [Bridge] Oh, my mind's a kaleidoscope, swirling in time, Caught in a jazz riff, a lyrical crime, Sylvia’s verses slide like shadows on the wall, I trace each syllable, trying not to fall. [Chorus] Oh, Bell Jar blues, you sing a mournful tune, Capturing the midnight melancholy of the moon, Trapped within thoughts, sharp as crystal shard, In Sylvia’s world, where escape is barred.