Bottle Up the Pain

Azure treasures,heavy laden guarded by a sweet mermaiden underneath a coral reef come and sacrifice your grief It is worth a gold doubloon to give up mourning after noon it feels so good to stoke the pain embers there inside your brain are you willing to deny it? If you are the sea will buy it. seal it in a Mason jar now throw it high and just as far as mortal man can fling his woes to places only Neptune knows.