Play Me A Sad Song

Play me a song, but not just any tune. I'm not here to dance, or sing along in June. I don't need rhythms that make my heart leap high, Just give me notes that echo, and a melody that sighs. Play me not a hopeful melody. Hope is a promise dressed in disguise. It soothes for a moment, then slips away, Hurting more than it ever helps. A whisper that fades, leaving you high and dry. Sing me no song of fleeting joy. Joy dances in, then fades just as quick. A blissful moment meant to make us forget, Then leave us with tears it failed to predict. Do give me a song, but not for love. Love is a myth wrapped in pain. When it fades, only sorrow remains. Happy memories now slipping away. A wound that hums and sings along, Trying to soothe where love went wrong. I need a song that speaks to my soul, A melancholy tune that makes me whole. A song that paints my nostalgia, and brings back the past, A reminder of what's lost, and what will forever last. Play me a sad song, one that knows my name, A song that understands the depths of my pain. Not for hope, or joy, or love's sweet lie, But to help me face the ever lasting truth.