Lyrical Logic

Most of my favorite songs can be considered “sad” songs. My mom once asked me for a list of songs that I listen to that make me feel happy. Yeah, it was a list of mostly sad songs. I have always been this way. I’m not really sure why, but the sad songs really speak to me more than the happy ones.

Notably, songs that have always been my favorite, from the moment I heard them, were the following:

Teardrops On My Guitar ~ Taylor Swift
The Heart Won’t Lie ~ Reba
I’ll Wait For You ~ Joe Nichols
Tied Together With a Smile ~ Taylor Swift
Invisible ~ Taylor Swift
Falling Out of Love ~ Reba
Ring On Her Finger, Time On Her Hands ~ Reba
For My Broken Heart ~ Reba
Wasted ~ Carrie Underwood
Whoever’s In New England ~ Reba
Piece By Piece ~ Kelly Clarkson
If I Die Young ~ The Band Perry
Backroad Therapy ~ Alexandra Kay
Penthouse ~ Kelsea Ballerini
I’m Already There ~ Lonestar
Leave Me Again ~ Kelsea Ballerini
Three Wooden Crosses ~ Randy Travis
A Little Bit Stronger ~ Sara Evans
All I’ve Ever Known ~ Alexandra Kay
Just To Be Loved ~ Jo Dee Messina
More Than You ~ Alexandra Kay

I don’t remember the songs that I sent my mom that day. And that is a VERY small list. Yes, I can sing them all word for word. Which, trust me, you don’t want me to. But, they all can be classified as a sad song. And I wasn’t sure what it was about sad songs that made me feel happy until I started working in therapy.

I listen to sad songs to heal. And because I’ve been through so much shit in my life, let alone the last year, I have a lot of healing to do. And it gets a little crazy sometimes, and I have to purposefully pull myself out of my sad songs so I don’t get stuck in a depression. Like with Taylor Swift’s new double album. I can only listen to it for so long before I have to turn it off. I think it’s also one of the reasons I gravitate towards poetry versus fiction. I can write about what I know. I struggle with what I don’t.

So, I don’t have a poem today. I’m sitting at my 9-5 writing this because I just have been in a weird spot. So much of my life is changing, and I’m getting ready to have surgery (I’m okay, I promise). I feel like I’m just taking the time I need to prepare for the changes that are coming. And I’ve been writing less, and watching Netflix more. I’ve been writing less and sleeping more. I would call it a beginning into depression, but that’s not accurate. It’s the start of my healing. Which is going to take some time.

Well, maybe I have something that just popped into my head.

Sad songs don't have to make you sad
They can make you stronger
They can heal you in a way 
That happy ones can't.
Describing emotions
Feeling the pain
It's cathartic. 
It's freeing.

That’s all for today. Thank you for continuing to read and be here. It really does mean a lot to me.