And I love it ! The desire to key it down, the ability to express, the avenue of release, the liberation of a constipated hurt, the life of a regrettable man !
I’ve always found relief in keying in my feelings. From the time of my first heartbreak to today. I’ve released them in avenues that were only private to me, but what’s the harm in going public, right ?
I particularly love this Saturday night. It is peaceful, I have my space, music, loneliness and let’s not forget that large cloud looming over my soul. It’s not the boatman, but it’s bigger than that.
Anyway.. life has been a merry go around and I’ve believed that a superior power is watching over me. I may not be wrong, considering how far I’ve come , but sometimes you feel cheated.
Is it supposed to make you develop into superman ? Or make you build your defences thick ?
All questions I don’t have answers for. Maybe there is a reason, maybe tomorrow will be a better.
That fucking word called maybe !
I want to keep singing that song by white buffalo- oh baby what have I done , but is it going to help ? Not in a motherfucking million years !!
I miss Indu. She was probably the only one who read through my lines when I used to write in 2006-2007 and seen the hurt and pain of my first heartbreak.
And from then, till today, has been fucking breaking all day fucking long !
Life.. my friend ! Life !
Regret, hurt, pain
What did you gain ?
The moon rises, the sun is beaming strong across the world. Life goes on and so does your cross
Carry it onward, ye soldier !!
Have a good one