This… Is my first attempt at a song… and was written at a rather.. difficult time. But I figured, what the heck, might as well show it to the rest of the world… or, at least, you guys ^_^ Enjoy..
Come To Stay
Verse 1
Why does every day out here
Seem so freakin long to me?
Is it cuz I have no life,
Have no friends, no family?
Why can’t I admit im scared of letting someone close to me?
I think it s my insecurity.
Chorus 1
All alone, all alone out here
Nothing but me and my endless tears
Let your feelings fall away
Come to heaven come to stay
Verse 2
The devils closing in on me
Grinning yellow, rotted teeth
Standing there with open arms
Me succumbing to his charms
I turn to run but he’s still here
Whispering softly into my ear
Chorus 2
You’re all alone, all alone out here
Nothing but you and you’re endless tears
Let you’re feelings fall away
Come with me, child,
Come to stay
Verse 3
I have lots of friends down here
Long forgotten is my trail of tears
But I still here you call my name
And I yearn to see your face again
But I can’t leave here, here im strong
I wish to god you had come along
Chorus 3
Not alone anymore out here
But you’re the glisten in my tears
I may not have a beating heart
But you’ve been with me from the start
Just let your feelings lead the way
Come to me, love
Come to stay
NOTE: Both Files auto play. Stop them both, then click play on one at a time.
Keep in mind, there isn’t much talent here and even lesser structure to these audio clips. They are entirely improvisation, hence the chaos. My purpose is to record, listen, improve, record, listen, improve, repeat. If in the interim I can obtain some feedback from people I know and also those I don’t, I’ve accomplished a bit more. Thus, the reason I place a sample or two here.
Mic: Samson Q1U USB
Specs: USB interface, 16bit 48kHz sampling rate AD converter, 50Hz-18kHz response range
I placed the software on my computer (Cakewalk Music Creator LE) and wasn’t able to figure it out just yet. It’s ironic, considering the fact that the thing is called Cakewalk. However, I put together a recording method using Windows Movie Maker that seemed to work fairly well for now. It’s MONO sound, so it’ll only come out of your left speaker. I’ll improve the recording quality, etc, soon but for now, let me know what you think!
This is a gallery of the photos I was able to take during a few day light hours I was fortunate enough to have over my business trip to Dublin, Ireland. More explanation surrounding the trip and the specific sites in the pictures is still to come. Overview of pictures includes:
The Temple Bar
Irish Museum Of Modern Art
Hilton Hotel Kilmainham
Kilmainham Goal Museum
Dublin Castle
St. Patrick’s Cathedral
Christ Church Cathedral
Guinness Storehouse
Click on the individual thumbnails for a direct link to that photo page, then click on the image itself for a larger view.
trapped in a box made of your taunts
suffocating in impossible wants
my lungs are full of a burning fire
for you, a smoking desire
hazy visions fill my head
my ears ringing with everything you ever said
eyes burning with every tear you ever brought
you were the one that i sought
but nothing like i had thought
in your eyes i can see the mirrors
the reflection of every flaw appears
vivid and bright
shining in your light
outlined in red
every horrible thing i ever said
every one of my imperfections
turned out to be my destruction
i’m banging on the walls
dodging every horrid call
screaming for an escape
trying to undo this mistake
but with every step forward
i’m two steps backward
i can’t reach the old you
i can’t reach the old me
the love that was true
or who we used to be
my heart’s exploding with every need
each and every emotion screaming to be freed
screaming out for your fading shadow
begging and pleading for you not to go
still trapped in your taunts
i’m drowning in the wants
wrapped tightly in the misery
that seems to have a love for me
breathing your name
crying for everything to be the same
your smile running through my head
and from my ears spilling every word you said
every word unspoken
eating at a heart that’s broken
every cuel word echoing throughout my body
gripping at me
and choking me
i can’t break out of your hold
no matter what i’m told
i loved you
and i know you loved me too
our hearts are bound by bloody tears
tears that will never break despite the years
i am yours
and you are mine
even if all i see is your fading outline
Yeah… sorry… i seem to have gone on a posting spree XD ))
The frozen waves of this concrete sea
Bear me so softly away from you—
Separate, unchanging, this gentle
Broken line of dirt and rock,
Sand and stone and
How I wish we could be together!
How pointless it all seems,
This pain, this separation.
With each rise, each fall,
Each wave,
Each breath I take,
The distance grows,
You’re a little farther away,
And when will I find you
Again? Tell me—
Why does this
Frozen sea seem to move
So swiftly? How will you
Remember me, once I am
Gone? Or
Will you simply slip back into
Dreams of shattered nights
And twilight, waking
Memories of days you’ve
Yet to spend? If I come
Back to you with
Years between us, will you still
Be the same? Will I fall into
Your sweet electric embrace
The same old way? Or
Will I find that
You and I have become
Disjointed, awkward, and
In the end we’ll split apart
And go
Our own ways?
But that cannot be—
For there is no path that,
In the end, does not lead
Back to you.
Well this is a poem i wrote not too long ago, just finished actually…
You Might As Well Have Pulled The Trigger
the constant teasing
always trying to be pleasing
drastic measures
showing off treasures
grinding others into dirt
making them bloody and hurt
crushing their dreams
drowning them in teary streams
all the pain
the feeling of hatred
of unwanted
never feeling good enough
or having cool enough stuff
mocked everyday
strength tested in every way
crushing them
never letting them win
constantly making them feel so small
and what’s the point of it all?
is it just something to do?
or does it make you feel better about you?
why does it make you so sicky happy
to see others so full of misery?
does seeing their running tears
help cure your pathetic fears?
and as each passing second goes by
their cheeks becoming wetter and wetter
you laugh cruelly to yourself
feeling all the more better
you take so much pride
in watching people scream and hide
as they crumble in their sadness
driven to insanity and madness
thinking only of yourself, with the constant taunts
just to fulfill your pathetic wants
after all, what does it matter to you if they’re hurt?
to you they’re nothing but a speck of dirt
but just remember
by making yourself bigger
you might as well have pulled the trigger
The young veteran walks the old streets,
Looking blindly for those he used to meet,
Ten years imprisoned in cursed Vietnam,
While his old friends hold sweet life in their palm,
Ten years lost and only pain gained,
For the time gone he is only shamed.
Wife left after year five,
Believing half-way that her love had surely died,
The old home foreclosed in a state of decay,
Taxes piled up and hundreds of bills to pay,
His identity itself left defiled,
His happy return is his own denial.
The draft pulled him from life,
And the war made him see the grim reaper’s scythe,
Tough times and a sorrowful capture,
He was one of the lucky ones: who avoided an early Rapture,
He knew all he had to is hold on to go home,
Gladdened by the sight of his fellow soldiers roam.
He climbed to the mountains and screamed at the sky,
But then he looked down from the height to spy,
The America his service had saved and thus he saluted the land.
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Wrote this for My Ex… but I still like it, so…. yeah…
your breathing once filled me, its rise and its fall
that rhythm has left me, i cant hear its call
without you here by me, there’s just empty motion
the moments drift by without aim or intention
this night has no ending, the days have lost track
the lamplight is cold, its your warmth that i lack
still searching for meaning, there’s no resting place
the quiet is restless and fills in your space
lovers are empty without one another
only my thoughts of you keep me together
stumbling through life and its lingering dark
the silence here opens and pulls me apart
glimmers of you cannot last me out here
i need you, need every last inch of you near
you live in my thoughts, but that’s far away still
time echoes inside me but i’m never filled
your peace has gone cold and i am left searching
the dawn is a threat that is too long in coming
alone here again with the ache of my heart
the silence here opens and pulls me apart
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