It was only yesterday that I wrote something of any meaning.... a bit of prose to reflect my current mood. It's a dam shame that being on medication takes away the ability to feel.... to really have that deep connection and empathy with others and yourself. Emotional connection is lost. There are no highs or lows, merely kind of just 'being'. This is of course preferable to remaining morose, unstable and suicidal, but I mourn the loss of a small ability to create. Those who know me can see when I'm off my meds. I become creative again, able to write prose and poetry once more ( poor but helpful to my fragile self esteem!)
Those that read my blog of yesterday can see I was off my meds. Today, before I went back on them and they kick in again, I had a quick go at writing some song lyrics. Anyone on here who's a musician and has got a tune knocking about please have a go at marrying the two together!
So. The pills will take affect soon and the curtains will close on my creative juices! Until the next time, adieu adieu dear reader!
BROKEN IN TWO
There’s something I’ve been meaning to say
For quite a while
It’s not so easy
As I know your own mind
It’s something that you know deep down
It’s something that I should have always shown
Baby I love you and I always will
Suffered for it and it broke me in two
Baby I love you and I always will
Never gonna get back those missing years
There’s something I’ve been wanting to do
Since we last met
But you won’t listen
As you remain deaf
I want to shout out that I really care
Want to shout out that there’s no one else
Baby I love you and I always will
Suffered for it and it broke me in two
Baby I love you and I always will
Never gonna get back those missing years
Listen, listen to me
See me, talk, talk to me
Hold me, hold me fast
Whisper to me
Tell me what I want to hear
Baby I love you and I always will
Suffered for it and it broke me in two
Baby I love you and I always will
Never gonna get back those missing years
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