Blame The Man: Sad Time Started (Left Bereft)

The tears in my eyes have started to crest

My head’s a boulder avalanching down my neck

It lodges in the emptiness of my breast

And I am left so bereft

Not even worth all the fuss

Of the black birds picking at my scarecrow guts

A lifetime of evidence proves it’s thus

And the sludge from the memories I can’t expunge

I suppose it’s just

Sad time started some time ago

And I don’t know if it will go.

You tell me to hope just because

But that’s not a reason I can trust

When all my wounds refuse to crust

And I bed every night in the stinging dust

Because I must

You tell me to hope because of God

And you don’t find the suggestion odd

I’d have to compose philosophy to show you why not

And even then I could still be off

As I am so oft.

I could still be off….as I am so oft.

Sad time started some time ago

And I don’t know if it will go.

You tell me to hope because of you

And I kind of do, I kind of do

But that kind of hope rips me in two

And is worse than the hurt I’m used to fighting through

You were no rescue

But you never promised to

So sadly I wait for my epilogue

Trying to wring some comfort from my faults

But it doesn’t come forth, no, not at all

All I get is this song

Wasn’t worth this song

Sad time started some time ago

And I don’t know if it will go.