Save me from my Sorrow
Joy, a word unknown to me for the longest time
I heard his voice and the old, long lost friend came running into my arms.
I embraced it, nuzzled it, never wanting to release this feeling
I littered it with kisses, its imaginary forehead, and its invisible eyes
I loved them all, the joy.
This man, kept hidden from the world.
Doomed to live beneath a mask,
Did he give me joy?
This lost feeling that I longed for?
Indeed, it was his voice!
The voice that echoed down the hallways of my heart.
Drained my soul of power,
And sent me tumbling to my knees in ecstasy.
Yes, Joy
That is what he gave me.
He wrapped it ever so gently within his cloth mask
Drowning it in mystery, in curiosity.
But the sorrow.
It fills me still, courses silently down my veins.
It still pumps through my heart
Will it ever leave?
The Joy, it is slowly overtaking me
But will it replace the sorrow?
Even still,
In his eyes, the green acres of wonder
I see this sorrow,
It lies deep within him,
Teasing him with its power.
"You will never defeat me."
It says, laughter rising from its invisible throat.
Bleed, sorrow, bleed until it comes through your eyes.
I hate you so, so much I would murder you myself
If you were to take form.
Oh, Joy,
Please aid me, aid him
In overcoming this indestructible monster.
I hate Sorrow so
Erik, save me from it.
Save me from my own destruction.
Save me from my sorrow.
My blue eyes can't contain it any longer.
Sure, joy fills my voice
As you constantly tell me,
"You are my angel of joy, of happiness."
How can I be your happiness,
When I have none of my own?
Save me from my sorrow, Erik.
Only then can your angel really shine from heaven.
Only then will we love each other,
Only then can we live in bliss.