send me music Parasocial Empathy

[KeiaTypeBeat 3277]

Most of the time I put on quite a face And an act

but I'm pretty depressed most of the time

Lund "13"

 

I like the way you speak, it's quite moving

The rhythm of your voice is so soothing 

The sounds you make with every breath you take 

Are as bloody as a blade that's cut right through me 

 

It's good music 

I wish I could do this 

 

If at hearts you stab, I only poke

And if you write eulogies, I only write jokes

 

I wish I could take the pain in my heart and turn it into art
That starts a fire in some part of someone's life

That makes them see they're not alone in the depth of the pain they've come to know 

 

Because that's what you do for me, when I listen to your music 

It feels surreal, the way you make me feel 

 

I swear I'm here in the studio with you, as though to me you share your truth

It makes me wish to truly know you, or at least know someone as hurt as you 

 

Misery: I'm drawn to it, like a moth to a flame my passion is in pain 

 

Healing another's hurt is my drug

My empathy brings a rush that I love 

I've known healers attracted to thugs 

I guess we fall in love the most with those the most in need of love 

 

And I've come to realize I tend to empathize the most with broken guys 

Especially those who give me hope when they realize and harmonize 

The pain of life and their constant strife

With their voice better than they can with their eyes 

 

So baby, sit with me and vocalize 

 

It's not enough to see you cry

Please just let me hear you cry 

I want to weep with you

I want to grieve with you 

Shared sorrow is a gift

One, for you, I'd happily give 

 

Let's lament together over trauma profound and draft a new chorus with the pain in our sound 

There's beauty in expression and poetry in grief; your history makes you lovely, and that's all that I see

 

So I don't care if it's not manly

Don't make your pain your enemy 

Reveal it to me 

Show it to me

 

Your head buried in my shoulder, nothing else could make you look stronger

Your emotions are not weak so release your grief in every breath you breathe and into every note you sing

 

And when your voice gets hoarse it adds depth to the chorus 

It makes music so passionate without being forced - so scream for me at the peak of the chorus

 

It gets me as riled as an anxiety attack, and I know for a fact rhythm like that 

Flows from your soul and the woes it knows - and AI can't replicate that 

 

So scream in my ear and let me taste the fear you try to hide in your waking life

 

To the mic you confide the nuance of your heart

What's expressed in your art are feelings so raw 

I'm empathizing so strong it's like a fist to my jaw

It becomes me, not you, singing there in the recording booth 

 

I feel so possessed the way I'm obsessed with the sound of your soul polluting your notes

And it seems as though the sound you wrote reveals a hole I didn't know was hidden deep inside my chest

 

There's a truth I can't deny:

I feel so alive whenever you cry

I feel so seen when you share with me your misery

 

So go ahead and tell me how you're Dead Inside 

 

If I knew a guy like you who's going through it

Or a girl like me obsessed with sad music

I'd love for a chance to say to them:

 

 

You might be Low and Broken

But I'll pick up all your Pieces cuz to me you're not worthless

idfc and IDGAF if caring so much might be Reckless

If I look like a Stan, then call me a Stan

I'm not misleading, just a Love Sick Junkie and an Addict with a Pen 

 

I know you avoid your Reflection

You see yourself and think yourself a creature, a Monster, a Hallowed out, Torn up Nobody with Issues

But I see a BlkBird with Broken wings; A Fallen Angel, Solitary, SO DONE with feeling Numb, so NUMB

 

 

i think you're really cool, like 

I'd learn How to Save a Life for you 

what if We Have Each Other? We'd at least be Sad Together

Nobody, Not Even the Rain, would stop me from sharing in your Sorrow and Pain 

 

 

I know you have some Night Terrors, Gotta be a Reason for 'em

I've tried Outrunning Karma in my sleep

Forgive yourself and your Past Self and Fall Away, Fall For Me, Fall Away with me

DYWTYLM?

Like a Blood Sport, heart break has you in a Chokehold 

But my sweetness sticks like Caramel 

Maybe it can heal you, give you a sense of fresh re:birth

 

 

I just want to see you smile

Everything will Be Alright

I'm the queen of broken hearts 

I'm Holding on to You, so stay right By My Side

I'll be your Emergency Contact, or your GODDESS, if you'd like

I'll give your Stitches some PIXELATED KISSES 

And we can keep this Simple & Sweet

 

 

But um... my depression is um... I think because of my empathy for humanity and...

I'm afraid I'm much too emotional, Uh, to be an artist, really and um

To be a really good one

Lund "13"

 

Spoiler

I really like music. And, you know, it's always good to encourage men to express their feelings and emotions. I wouldn't have a lot of my favorite music that keeps me going if it weren't for men who learned a creative way to express grief and regret. And, there's something that could be said about the desire to be there for anyone important in our lives. The intimacy that comes from sharing a good cry is worth checking out.

 

This started out just being in the frame of a fan to an artist, but there's nothing wrong with some added messaging that can be applied to anybody. Since I went this far, I made a playlist, too. Discretion advised, some of the music deals with heavy topics and themes relating to relationship trauma and self-harm. 

Thanks for reading

https://music.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLABKDQDzw3Yw4QCEuBhTjO5UBWjEigyaV&si=fCDcP680-CVMOEu0