Calm Before the Storm
Echoes of Heartbreak: Unraveling the Emotional Symphony in Sheena Easton's 'Calm Before the Storm'
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Hotel room survival,
Surviving in a hotel room.
Room without a view,
Room with no attractive view.
Beside table Bible,
A Bible on the bedside table.
Throws the book at you,
Feeling overwhelmed or attacked.
And you can't make your mind up,
Uncertain about emotions.
If you're angry or your dumb,
Confused whether feeling angry or foolish.
But you know the night before,
Recalling a disappointing night before.
Has left you cold and numb,
Left emotionally distant.
Leave your bags unopened,
Choosing not to unpack.
And feel a thousand years old,
Feeling aged and worn.
In this room you've picked,
Selecting a room that feels unwelcoming.
You feel you've been kicked,
Sense of being emotionally hurt.
Hard in the soul.
Feeling deeply wounded in the soul.
And it's the calm before the storm,
Anticipation of a forthcoming difficult situation.
No one's arms to keep you warm,
No one to provide comfort.
And as the calm before the storm decends,
The quiet time before a challenging event.
I know I'll never, never touch you again.
Realization that physical touch will not happen again.
Hotel room survivor,
Surviving in a hotel room (repeated).
Divided in your thoughts,
Divided thoughts and emotions.
Multiply the reasons,
Multiplying reasons for inner conflict.
Add up all the naughts,
Counting the negatives.
You don't have to be a genius,
Highlighting simplicity in seeing the truth.
To put together two and two,
Obvious truths about a relationship.
But everytime he's home,
Despite being home, professing love insincerely.
He says he's so in love with you.
Claiming love despite dishonesty.
But lies and poor excuses,
Deception and weak justifications.
Will always be the same,
Predictability of lies and excuses.
And it's never you that chooses,
No choice in being excluded.
To be left out in the rain.
Being left emotionally deserted.
And it's the calm before the storm,
Anticipation of a challenging event (repeated).
No one's there to keep you warm anymore,
Lack of emotional support.
And as the calm before the storm decends,
The calmness before a difficult situation (repeated).
I know I'll never, ever touch you..again
Acceptance of the permanent loss of physical connection.
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