Category: struggle

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics

In the woods I met a man
Old as oak and staff in hand
Sunken eyes but gentle smile
We sat down and talked awhile

And he said I can see it in your eyes
You’ve been hurt a couple times
I’ve got the perfect antidote
To cure a heart of stone

Tiny red pills in a big blue bottle
He put them right in my hands
Said this stuff can do wonders take you to nirvana
Make you a better man

I should’ve known something was amiss
When I saw his smile turn to a grin
But
Then as he left me
There so perplexed
He turned and said

One to numb the hurt
Two to ease the pain
Three to clear your mind
Forget all the hate
Take as I advised
Not more than prescribed
Several weeks ahead
You’ll be fine again

One to numb the hurt
Two to ease the pain
Three to clear your mind
Forget all the hate
Take as I advised
Not more than prescribed
Several weeks ahead
You’ll be fine again

So I went home
My heart confused
Didn’t know just what to do
I popped the cap
And took a dose
After all what could I lose

And then I touched the clouds and bathed in sky
A magic broom a carpet ride
Before I fell and woke in bed
Tried to repeat the words he said

One to numb the hurt
Two to ease the pain
Three to clear my mind
Forget all my hate
What did he say next
I forget the rest
But several weeks ahead
I’ll be fine again

One to numb the hurt
Two to ease the pain
Three to clear my mind
Forget all my hate
Five could never hurt
Just to calm my nerves
Several weeks ahead
I’ll be fine again

Tiny red pills in a big blue bottle
Wish I had the strength back then
Need to get a refill chase away the evil
All the whispers in my head

But I can’t find the man I knocked on his door
His neighbors say no one lived there before
So now all my days
Just blur in a haze
They go like this

One to stop the chills
Two to ease the pain
Three to wash my guilt
Forget all my shame
Five could never hurt
Six couldn’t be worse
Seven days it’s been
Here we go again

One to stop the chills
Two to ease the pain
Three to wash my guilt
Forget all my shame
Five could never hurt
Six couldn’t be worse
Seven days it’s been
Here we go again

Here we go again
Here we go again
Oh

To stop the pain
Forget my shame
Ah

One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six

My 2 Cents –

This has a fun feel but it talks about addiction. I feel like that is ofttimes how addiction is…it seems fun on the outside, but It is not near as fun inside.

Monday Poetry

Wild Wednesday

Okay…I have been thinking of the options for Wednesday.

I have had a few suggestions for what I could do…

And I have a few Ideas…but I am still on the fence because it feels like I am setting myself up for extra work…

I love the idea of doing some of the random things on the blog…but I am overwhelmed by the amount of work that I have as is.

I will keep Wednesday for the random stuff that pops in my brain.

I just don’t guarantee that I will do it every week.

If I do a video Book club discussion on Fae Corps Publishing’s YouTube Channel once a Month would anyone be interested? It is another thing I am being pushed to do that I am not sure if I should.

The current suggestions for Wednesday is to do a discussion on other people’s poetry…or a book club… or go back to the Webcomics… thing….or basically do a journal day(not really sure that is a great idea)…

Monday Poetry

Wild Wednesday

Well…I started wild Wednesday so I was not limited on topic…to get some leeway for me to do blogging about… and I am finding out that though I have an open day for discussion…. I have no idea what to say.

Part of the reason why is because I don’t know what I have that anyone wants to hear. My poetry and my art are unique. So I feel like they are things that are interesting. Everything else is stuff you can find in other places online. Why would anyone be interested in my view on the normal?

This is a sincere question for me. I love doing the blog but I am struggling with the everyday thing. I am seriously considering dropping Wednesday unless I have some reason to post.

Wild Wednesday/arsty fartsy

Okay today the topic is…a digital art piece I did. My daughter and I were discussing it. We could not decide if it was a landscape piece or not. She said that it was not. I think that it could be… So I figured it would be something to start a conversation with for my last week of Wednesday for the blog this month.

Tuesday Tunes

A day for me to discuss music

Lyrics

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’m a 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’m a 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’m a 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 –

So close…April has been a wild ride Y’all. I feel like being this busy is enough to drive anyone insane.

Monday Poetry

End of the month

I have been planning on doing some of my blog posts ahead from here on, as it worked out so well in April. Well… I am not sure where I should go. April is National Poetry Month so that is easier for me. But I am at a semi loss after that. I think that the imtern is ready to take over the Fae Corps Publishing blog… so I only have my own personal blog to attend to. Next weekend is the time I am going to be trying to get it scheduled for the month of May. That sounds like time to research what May is known for…any suggestions? I don’t know if I am going to be doing a daily thing…. that is quite an undertaking. Especially with the publication schedule I have lined up for Fae Corps Publishing.

Wild Wednesday

Wild Wednesday!

So many topics…. what should I talk about?

I will admit I am out of topics…Whew. This month is whupping my backside…and I don’t know what to say!