A poignant exploration of emotional isolation and frustration, 'Wishing Well' delves into the disillusionment of hollow sentiments in response to profound struggles. With escalating rhetoric and haunting imagery, this song captures the feeling of being buried alive under the weight of unfulfilled hopes, while culminating in a desperate plea against empty words. The chorus echoes the despair felt by many who long for more than just well-wishes amidst their inner turmoil.
Verse 1:
In a world where smiles mostly pretend,
I toss my cares in a well that won’t mend,
You say 'hope it gets better,' like that’s enough,
But empty words feel like they’re made of such fluff.
Pre-Chorus:
You say you care, but can’t see me drown,
The echoes of silence, they pull me down,
With every promise like leaves in the breeze,
I’m left feeling burdened, none putting me at ease.
Chorus:
Drowning in your wishing well,
Each dream a shell, another tale to tell,
With your platitudes just weighing me down,
Every moment I fight, feels like I could drown.
Verse 2:
There’s a coffin where my emotions reside,
Crafted from wishes you tossed to the tide,
I scream but the walls echo back with disdain,
Buried alive with this heavy refrain.
Pre-Chorus:
You think I’m fine, that I’ll find my way,
But these tokens of comfort just lead me astray,
Every fleeting promise like dust in the air,
It settles on me, a reminder of despair.
Chorus:
Drowning in your wishing well,
Each dream a shell, another tale to tell,
With your platitudes just weighing me down,
Every moment I fight, feels like I could drown.
Bridge:
Every thought and prayer’s a nail in my heart,
Constructing a fortress where I’m torn apart,
Each kind tone feels like a brick in the scheme,
Building a tombstone for my shattered dream.
Verse 3:
Your good intentions turn hollow like my chest,
The yearning for solace, a never-ending quest,
I’m blinking back tears in a shadowed spell,
Trapped in this coffin, too deep to dispel.
Final Chorus:
Drowning in your wishing well,
Each dream a shell, another tale to tell,
With your platitudes just weighing me down,
Every moment I fight, feels like I could drown.
Outro:
So toss your coins if it eases the pain,
But I’m living this nightmare, can’t you see the chain?
Your hope won’t revive what you cannot compel,
I’m buried alive in your wishing well.
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Help me write a poem called Wishing Well. It's a frustrated, desperate plea against people who respond to immediate concerns by saying they hope things improve.
Focus on the feelings of emotional isolation, feeling invisible or unworthy, using desolate imagery like being a coffin made of your disinterested hopes and being buried alive. Use escalating rhetoric, starting out by just pointing out how mere words don't fix but coming to a crescendo where it feels like every disingenuous thought and prayer feels like another brick, another nail, another pulse of the wound bleeding out.
I want this to start ALMOST light hearted but end up absolutely devastating.
Try to not reuse any given term for hopes or wishes, except in the chorus, which ends in the line "Drowning in your wishing well."
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