Sensation

It’s a sensation
It’s coming out your eyes again
How’d you let it get like this
An anchor for your sinking chest
No one wins
Your hands are tied, your head it spins
And every life you’ve ever lived in former bliss
Comes back to make you sick
I don’t know which is worse
The fact that you’re gone or the fact that it hurts
And I’ve been trying to keep you down
But the way you resurface makes the loveliest sound
So in the past you’ll stay
Assuming a familiar shape
Now happiness is just a way to hide your shame
It’s just a face you’ve learned to fake
And it’s not okay when anger keeps the tears at bay
When forgiveness is met half way by guilt and blame
And when apologies are delayed