It released yesterday but by the time I finished with the flea market, I was so tired I couldn’t think straight. So I am posting it today. The beta readers all said this was a lovely volume. It is all love poetry and my art.
They tell you to price for your time and the cost of the materials. I am not good at such things. Putting a price for my art… It’s not that easy. I broke even, after making changes to the prices. Etsy is not a good reference. So I faced my anxiety. I sold enough to break even, with it cold enough to freeze out.
I am calling it a win. It was not the complete landslide sale I was hoping for. But I did not come back with my tail between my legs, broken, either.
Sometimes you take the small win.
Lyrics –
Forward yesterday
Makes me wanna stay
What they said was real
Makes me wanna steal
Livin’ under house
Guess I’m livin’, I’m a mouse
All’s I got is time
Got no meanin’, just a rhyme
Take time with a wounded hand
‘Cause it likes to heal
Take time with a wounded hand
‘Cause I like to steal
Take time with a wounded hand
‘Cause it likes to heal
I like to steal
I’m half the man I used to be
(This I feel as the dawn)
(It fades to gray)
Well, I’m half the man I used to be
(This I feel as the dawn)
(It fades to gray)
Well, I’m half the man I used to be
(This I feel as the dawn)
(It fades to gray)
Well, I’m half the man I used to be
Half the man I used to be
Feelin’ uninspired
Think I’ll start a fire
Everybody run
Bobby’s got a gun
Think you’re kinda neat
Then she tells me I’m a creep
Friends don’t mean a thing
Guess I’ll leave it up to me
Take time with a wounded hand
‘Cause it likes to heal
Take time with a wounded hand
Guess I like to steal
Take time with a wounded hand
‘Cause it likes to heal
I like to steal
I’m half the man I used to be
(This I feel as the dawn)
(It fades to gray)
Well, I’m half the man I used to be
(This I feel as the dawn)
(It fades to gray)
Well, I’m half the man I used to be
(This I feel as the dawn)
(It fades to gray)
Well, I’m half the man I used to be
Half the man I used to be
Yea
Take time with a wounded hand
‘Cause it likes to heal
Take time with a wounded hand
Guess I like to steal
Take time with a wounded hand
‘Cause it likes to heal
I like to steal
I’m half the man I used to be
(This I feel as the dawn)
(It fades to gray)
Well, I’m half the man I used to be
(This I feel as the dawn)
(It fades to gray)
Well, I’m half the man I used to be
(This I feel as the dawn)
(It fades to gray)
Well, I’m half the man I used to be
Half the man I used to be
Half the man I used to be
My 2 Cents –
This is a song that I have always loved, but not one I knew the name of. I always asked to hear Stone Temple Pilot’s Hand song. Lol Luckily my boyfriend knew me well enough that I always got the song I was looking for. The song itself has a melancholy feel. one that I kinda dug.
A book of art and Poetry by Patricia Harris. Though I rarely do a theme for my volumes, this was given the theme of Love. This volume has 30 poems and around 20 pieces of art all with the theme in mind. Pre-order Your copy today!
Lyrics –
I know your life is empty
And you hate to face this world alone
So you’re searching for an angel
Someone who can make you whole
I cannot save you
I can’t even save myself
So just save yourself
I know that you’ve been damaged
Your soul has suffered such abuse
But I am not your savior
I am just as fucked as you
(I am just as fucked as you)
I cannot save you
I can’t even save myself
So just save yourself
Please don’t take pity on me
Please don’t take pity on me
Please don’t take pity on me
Please don’t take pity on me
My life has been a nightmare…
My 2 Cents –
The broken attract the broken. I feel like we try to lean on those like us because we know that they will understand. Most days that is neither good or bad, but we need to learn to stand alone and heal as well.
Pattimouse 