A Song I Cannot Bear

In melodies soft, the artist sings, A hymn of hope, of love that springs. "Another heart, another start," they cry, But my soul protests, their words a lie. They don't see the scars I bear, The hollow ache, the vacant stare. How dare they paint a future so bright, When the past still haunts each quiet night? Their tune cuts deep, a cruel refrain, Mocking loss with love’s refrain. Forever is lost, no spark remains— Their belief, a burden, my heart’s disdain.