I
once
.
h
a
d
.
a
heart,
–
–
which
.
f
e
l
l
.
in
love
.
w
i
t
h
.
the
dark . . .
.
.
.
~ couldn’t
see
.
t
h
e
.
day,
–
–
without
.
t
h
e
.
rain
.
o
f
.
shame . . .
.
.
.
~ didn’t
.
f
e
e
l
.
alive
.
o
r
.
awake,
–
–
without
.
t
h
e
.
pain . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
You
once
.
w
e
r
e
.
caught,
.
.
i
n
.
.
my
cobwebs
.
o
f
.
thought . . .
.
.
.
~ everywhere
.
y
o
u
.
went,
.
.
y
o
u
.
.
had
.
t
o
.
defend . . .
.
.
.
~ everything
.
y
o
u
.
did,
–
–
could
.
b
e
.
seen
.
a
s
.
sin . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
I
can’t
.
l
e
t
.
go
.
o
f
.
this
–
–
controlling
sense,
.
.
b
u
t
.
.
I
can’t
.
h
o
l
d
.
on
.
t
o
o
.
long
.
l
i
k
e
.
this . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
I
can’t
escape
.
a
l
l
.
this
emptiness,
.
.
b
u
t
.
.
I
can’t
.
l
e
t
.
it
kill
.
o
r
.
chill
.
m
y
.
soul . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
<instrumental interlude 1>
I
am
.
s
o
.
drawn,
.
.
t
o
.
.
things
that
.
a
r
e
.
wrong . . .
.
.
.
~ can’t
.
l
e
t
.
them
go,
.
a
n
d
.
I
can’t
–
–
break
away . . .
.
.
.
~ can’t
.
l
e
t
.
them
show,
.
a
n
d
.
I
can’t
.
m
a
k
e
.
them
fade . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
<instrumental interlude 2>
I
once
.
h
a
d
.
a
heart,
–
–
which
.
f
e
l
l
.
in
love
.
w
i
t
h
.
the
dark . . .
.
.
.
~ couldn’t
see
.
t
h
e
.
day,
–
–
without
.
t
h
e
.
rain
.
o
f
.
shame . . .
.
.
.
~ didn’t
.
f
e
e
l
.
alive
.
o
r
.
awake,
–
–
without
.
t
h
e
.
pain.
Reflection: This was the lyrics to an indie pop song I wrote back in July of 2019 which could also be viewed as a personal struggle-themed poem. All of my poetry tends to be lyrical in nature – so writing poetry to music was pretty easy for me to do. I had written the music to the song back in 1990/1991 – but did not write the lyrics until 2019. In this song/poem the affected party tends to be drawn to things that are wrong or bad for him/her and has trouble avoiding, breaking away from, or escaping them.