Sunday, September 27, 2009

Life in a song 8

What is the song you listen to when your heart has been broken into 56 little pieces?
Anita didn't cover this one... neither did Ray Charles...
What if it's not in Billie's discography... or Ms. Morentes?

Is there a prescription for this kind of pain?
...actually maybe it'd be better to ask for an antidote...

How do you go from being the brightest star in the sky to being bottled in a glowstick?
...and how do you learn to fly again...

In the midst of comedy and bright colours... you see storms and impenetrable darkness...
No one... nothing ever prepares one for this...

NOTHING

People have so much power... and the sad thing is... they use it.
one-off, two-off... doesn't matter... somethings still off.

If you empty your mind, let go of your pride, free your spirit to deal...
WHAT REMAINS?!

8 comments:

Tisha said...

1st
good to see you are back here
when i was overwhelmed with many stuffs
i went away for three months...
now i am stronger and
i have seen breakthroughs...
yet to see more

don't listen to any song, pray then listen to worship music
it can build you

Myne Whitman said...

Long time, been missing your blog. Nice to have you back.

histreasure said...

that was deep..i liked it..

and i felt it..

bArOquE said...

why do i feel so sad all of a suddenly...reading your post & listening to Disappear by Beyonce...my love, i dont know what remains when you empty your mind, let go of your pride, free your spirit to deal

soul said...

Nina
Nina is the description of that type of pain.

If I empty my mind, let go of my pride and free my spirit..

I am a wisp of air, alone and scared. But then I pick up things along the way, getting bigger less frightened, assured, powerful..I become a storm. I combine with the atmosphere and become a tornado.

I constantly rotate between the two.
I hope what ever is troubling you Aburo.. is reolved.

soul said...

Nina
Nina is the description of that type of pain.

If I empty my mind, let go of my pride and free my spirit..

I am a wisp of air, alone and scared. But then I pick up things along the way, getting bigger less frightened, assured, powerful..I become a storm. I combine with the atmosphere and become a tornado.

I constantly rotate between the two.
I hope what ever is troubling you Aburo.. is reolved.

Good Naija Girl said...

I am sorry for your pain. I know you know that it'll pass but the process of going through it isn't easy (which is such an understatement).

ladykoshkosh said...

"How do you go from being the brightest star in the sky to being bottled in a glowstick?"
So freaking quotable!
I can totally relate to that...