I've taken to writing music again. I don't know what to do.
I can't remember how to start over. I don't like that feeling of needing to remember.
It swells up inside and almost reaches my eyes in levels of water and emotion...
(which is like listening to Ellie Goulding with the lights dimmed and a glass of wine sitting on the table, and I can't think of anything except for how much I want to finish the glass but I can't because I'm too wrapped up in thinking about it.)
I feel like there's so much unearthed in the past travels through time until now. There's much I haven't done or taken to doing. I find that more often than not I panic and my head hangs in my hands. I don't like moving between shadows really, but anything could happen.
I'll try one note for a while, and sing over it, and then change and sing the same melody.
I want to feel vibrant and real again. I'm really trying to be happy, but some things are not so.
...should make for some good parts to write music to. And that would make me happy.
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