mine: dead and gone

Empty chairs

There’s a grief that can’t be spoken,
There’s a pain goes on and on.
Empty chairs at empty tables,
Now my friends are dead and gone.

Here they talked of revolution.


Here it was they lit the flame.


Here they sang about tomorrow


And tomorrow never came.

From the table in the corner
They could see a world reborn
And they rose with voices ringing
And I can hear them now!

The very words that they had sung
Became their last communion
On this lonely barricade at dawn.

Oh my friends, my friends forgive me
That I live and you are gone.
There’s a grief that can’t be spoken.
There’s a pain goes on and on.

Phantom faces at the windows.


Phantom shadows on the floor.


Empty chairs at empty tables


Where my friends will meet no more.


Oh my friends, my friends, don’t ask me
What your sacrifice was for
Empty chairs at empty tables
Where my friends will sing no more

Empty chairs at empty tables


Where my friends will sing no more.

(ooc: you can thank @sleepy-loopin for this)

Dead and Gone

Tell me again, love, that this is for the best

You said you wanted to spend your life with me,

I believed you, yet you left like all the rest

You took that dream away, now I struggle to breath,

You told me you loved me, despite my flaws

I believed you, yet here we are, burying our future in the dirt,

It’s really quite sad, feels like we’re breaking unspoken laws

I never thought you’d be the source of so much hurt,

You told me you would never walk away

I believed you, yet you broke every promise,

I pleaded with you, begging you to stay

Seems that we weren’t really being honest,

Was I not important enough to you?

Not worth the hassle, not worth fighting for,

Was what we had even true?

To break so easily, is it so hard to be my paramour?

This consuming emptiness in my chest won’t go away,

Pain so intense, it feels physically real

Tell me, love, is this really the right way?

I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to heal

Am I such a terrible person?

Couldn’t you see I was doing my best,

You ran away as soon as my condition started to worsen

Giving up so easily on me, breaking my chest,

Now I am stronger, you pushed me to seek deaths grip

I survived myself, I am no longer afraid,

I found my soul when you caused me to slip

Now I understand the path I need to pave,

I should thank you for returning me to misery

This destruction has taught me humbling lessons,

I should thank you for setting me free

Yet this heartbreak feels far from a blessing