I don’t know what you had in mind But here we stand on opposing sides
Let’s go to war Let’s go to war
We arm ourselves with the wrongs we’ve done Name them off one by one
Let’s go to war Let’s go to war
Everything you say Everything you do You push it in And you cut me down And you cut me down
War, war, war
Screaming at the ones we love Like we forgot who we can trust Screaming at the top of our lungs On the grounds where we feel safe
Do we feel safe? Do we feel safe?
Hush my baby; make no sound Maybe we can wait each other out It’s a cold war Let’s go to war
With every settled score I thought that fighting with meant fighting for But you turn it around But you turn it around
War, war, war
Screaming at the ones we love Like we forgot who we can trust Screaming at the top of our lungs On the grounds where we feel safe Screaming at the ones we love
Like we forgot who we can trust Screaming at the top of our lungs On the grounds where we feel safe
Do we feel safe? Do we feels safe? Do we feel safe?
Do we censor or do we flow? Are we drunk on the chemicals? Every feeling in my bones tells me to lash out And tell you to fuck off
You’ve got my heart And I’ve got your soul But are we better off alone?
With every battle we lose a little more Remember everything that we’d die for You are everything that I’d die for
Screaming at the ones we love Like we forgot who we can trust Screaming at the top of our lungs On the grounds that we feel safe
Screaming at the ones we love Like we forgot who we can trust Screaming at the top of our lungs On the grounds where we feel safe
Do we feel safe? Do we feel safe? Do we feel safe Do we feel safe? Do we feel safe? Do we feel safe? Do we feel safe? Do we feel safe? Do we feel safe?
My 2 Cents – I thought I should talk about the title for my current volume. Internal Battlefields. I feel like all mental health is an internal war. we fight a battle every day against our own minds. This song feels like the anthem for this volume. So, LET’S GO TO WAR!
Digital flowers are relaxing to draw. I feel like I got this one 3d. My self care todo list often gets less than half done because I am terrible at taking care of myself…but I have Art on there as I see doing something artsy every day as a form of self care. This was Saturday’s art. Do you think that art is self care? Why or why not?
Strike first Make it hurt When everyone assumes the worst I never have to say I’m sorry Spiteful Ruinous I’m all things you feared I was Another villain in your story You think that I’m a spitfire? You should Afraid you’re on my bad side? That’s good If I wanted to end you I could I could I’m sinking down If you only knew how hard it is For me to climb out I’m kicking and screaming But no one can hear me So what happens now? The shadows are creeping in I didn’t ask for I didn’t ask for this Cold rage Hides the shame Of images I can’t escape Scars that live under the surface It’s strange What I became When part of me was ripped away And replaced with something worthless You think that I’m a spitfire? You should Afraid you’re on my bad side? That’s good If I wanted to end you I could I could I’m sinking down If you only knew how hard it is For me to climb out I’m kicking and screaming But no one can hear me So what happens now? The shadows are creeping in I didn’t ask for I didn’t ask for this Take what’s left Of my fractured heart Bloodstained ’cause The pieces are so sharp Take what’s left Of my fractured heart Bloodstained ’cause The pieces are so sharp I’m sinking down If you only knew how hard it is For me to climb out I’m kicking and screaming But no one can hear me So what happens now? The shadows are creeping in I didn’t ask for I didn’t ask for this Never forget I didn’t ask for this
My 2 Cents – this time of year is so freaking hard. No one asks for the mental health issues. No one asks for trauma. No one asks for the feeling like they are just unlovable…yet…so many people feel like they are. It costs you nothing to be kind, to be patient.
Put your make up on Get your nails done Curl your hair Run the extra mile Keep it slim So they like you, do they like you?
Get your sexy on Don’t be shy, girl Take it off This is what you want, to belong So they like you, do you like you?
You don’t have to try so hard You don’t have to give it all away You just have to get up, get up, get up, get up You don’t have to change a single thing
You don’t have to try, try, try, try You don’t have to try, try, try, try You don’t have to try, try, try, try You don’t have to try Yooou don’t have to try
Ohh
Get your shopping on, at the mall, max your credit cards You don’t have to choose, buy it all Do they like you? Do they like you?
Wait a second, Why should you care, what they think of you When you’re all alone, by yourself Do you like you? Do you like you?
You don’t have to try so hard You don’t have to give it all away You just have to get up, get up, get up, get up You don’t have to change a single thing
You don’t have to try so hard You don’t have to bend until you break You just have to get up, get up, get up, get up You don’t have to change a single thing
You don’t have to try, try, try, try You don’t have to try, try, try, try You don’t have to try, try, try, try You don’t have to try
You don’t have to try, try, try, try You don’t have to try, try, try, try You don’t have to try, try, try, try You don’t have to try Yooou don’t have to try
Noooo Oooh
You don’t have to try so hard You don’t have to give it all away You just have to get up, get up, get up, get up You don’t have to change a single thing
You don’t have to try, try, try, try You don’t have to try, try, try, try You don’t have to try You don’t have to try
Take your make up off Let your hair down Take a breath Look into the mirror, at yourself Don’t you like you? Cause I like you
My 2 Cents – Most of you know I spend quite a bit of time on Tiktok…and this has become quite the popular song there. It is such a powerful message. We spend so much of our time trying to be something for the world around us…and often we don’t see the parts of ourselves that are actually worthwhile. I have never had a good view of myself…so I fight to see my own worth. The message here hits.
Hark, how the bells Sweet silver bells All seem to say “Throw cares away” Christmas is here Bringing good cheer (good cheer) To young and old Meek and the bold, oh People sing songs of good cheer Christmas time is here Oh, how they pound (oh, how they pound) Raising the sound (raising the sound) O’er hill and dale (o’er hill and dale) Telling their tale (telling their tale) People sing songs of good cheer (people sing songs of good cheer) Christmas is here (Christmas time is here) People sing songs of good cheer Christmas time is here
My 2 Cents – As a pagan I have always loved the songs the Christians have during this time of year but often felt uncomfortable with them because of the religious overtones on them. I love how this does not have the religious overtones, but it has the lovely softness of the carol. The singer is absolutely amazing as well.
So I asked a bit ago for ideas to improve my blog. I had someone choose to send their ideas privately,(Which I am fine with by the way), and I felt the ideas to be brilliant. I have tried to put as many in place as I could. I do not know if I have put them in play completely yet…I am still working on a few of them. It will likely be a work in progress for the next little bit. I am working on getting a routine in place. I want 2023 to be a year where I am organized and have an easier time keeping up with my writing and art. I want the blog to flow without hesitation…I know I don’t work that way…but I am always gonna try.
Those who have followed me for a while know I usually pick a word for each new year. One to be an example for what my goals/plan for the year will be. I think that I will be using a phrase for 2023. My phrase will be “Forward Movement”. The thought is even a baby step is forward movement. I spend too much time beating myself up for stuff that I don’t manage to get done. Things that fall through the cracks. This year I want to focus on the joy of life. The celebration of the things that I do get done. So, I am setting myself up for success.
The voices in my head keep on telling me to pray ‘Cause I’m spinning like a carousel, circling the drain Hit the bottom of the bottle, I don’t wanna feel the pain But that is all I got for now, I don’t wanna talk about it The voices in my head keep on begging me to stay If I pull the trigger now then the demons go away And I know my time is coming so there ain’t no time to waste So that is all I got for now, I don’t wanna talk about it The voices in my head keep telling me to choose a side It’s heaven or hell like it’s do or die I’m a sad boy, you know better Please don’t make this last forever The voices in my head keep telling me I’m not okay It’s feeling like a hurricane in my brain Dark clouds, hard times, bad weather Please don’t make this last forever The voices in my head keep telling me I’m gonna (die) And I don’t wanna talk about the drama, I’m trauma (tized) They’re tellin’ me I’m fine but we both know that’s a fuckin’ (lie) I’m losing my mind but I don’t wanna talk about it The voices in my head keep giving me the worst advice Kamikaze crash like a suicide I’m a lost boy, you know better Please don’t make this last forever The voices in my head keep telling me I’m insane And maybe I’m a little bit, that won’t change Dark clouds, hard times, bad weather Please don’t make this last forever The voices in my head keep telling me I’m gonna (die) And I don’t wanna talk about the drama, I’m trauma (tized) They’re tellin’ me I’m fine but we both know that’s a fuckin’ (lie) I’m losing my mind but I don’t wanna talk about The voices in my head keep telling me I’m cursed I’m paranoid, I don’t wanna make it any worse We’re all gonna die but first things first I’ma take the world with me when they put me in the dirt The voices in my head keep telling me I’m cursed I’m paranoid, I don’t wanna make it any worse We’re all gonna die but first things first I’ma take the world with me when they put me in the dirt Move (Move) Voices in my head keep telling me I’m cursed I’m paranoid, I don’t wanna make it any worse We’re all gonna die, first things first I’ma take the world with me when they put me in the dirt The voices in my head keep telling me I’m gonna (die) And I don’t wanna talk about the drama, I’m trauma (tized) They’re tellin’ me I’m fine but we both know that’s a fuckin’ (lie) I’m losing my mind but I don’t wanna talk about it The voices in my head keep on telling me to pray ‘Cause I’m spinning like a carousel, circling the drain Hit the bottom of the bottle, I don’t wanna feel the pain I’m losing my mind but I don’t wanna talk about it
My 2 Cents – this is the time of year when mental health is the hardest to deal with. Addiction, family issues, and simply put trauma responses end up making it more than disaster… and then those who are trying to find the way to handle the mental health problems end up feeling like they are to blame for ruining the holidays. You can really never tell what someone else is going through. Be kind, please.
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