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I want to live and get lost in the musical landscape of imagery developed by these riffs. They are melodic and gritty reaching out for something bigger and far more than my dreary lifestyle.
I�m sad because it speaks of something better that I wanted to reach, yet it feels like I�m too late to join in. I had my chance so long ago but I didn�t reach far enough out to grab it.
It feels gone as of late as this winter season approaches, encroaching upon my happiness that has developed. I feel the urgency of the situation, an emergency I created that I could have stopped earlier and brought down from its already elevated state so many months ago. But I panicked as the moment came and I fell down shortly once again.
The demise I thought that was coming for me, it never came. Caught off guard by the absence of that presumed doom I flourished and I found a part of me. Instead of constant drama I found moderate peace accidentally.
I just want to be me. Not what I think I am owed, nor pity.
Give me reality, not jaded non-sense.
