A Letter

Song of the Day: Cold Heart by Schuyler Fisk
Photo: The Secret Key - *FusedElegance

Dear ____,
I can never really tell you what I need to because you wont let me and because I know that if you did, it would end badly for me. I'd only end up hurt all over again. I don't understand how after 6 years you just let me go. I don't understand how a friendship can be forgotten just like that. Especially a friendship like ours. I don't understand what finally pushed you over the edge. I should have asked for answers at the time but I was so hurt that I just walked away without letting it be talked out first. You hurt me a lot. More than anyone should be able to. It hard to believe that you ever really cared since you can hurt me so much. Who can do that and ever care? I loved you and that's all I ever did and you still did this. Do you do this to everyone that loves you? I wish that every time you lied to me, you had told the truth. It would be interesting to know what you really thought. I heard you were going to tell me you loved me, but only to use it against me. I really thought deep down you loved me even if you didn't say it. But I guess it was lies. I loved the lies. they were comforting. They were safe. I knew what to expect. And every time you'd come back, I'd tell myself and everyone else that you had changed and that this time you were telling the truth. But again, you'd prove me wrong and show me that you were lying. Every time I'd take you back. How could you have that on your mind and be okay with that? You must have a sick twisted mind to keep doing that and be okay with it. If you had any remorse you didn't show it. If anything, you loved every minute of it. It didn't phase you at all. You are so twisted. And so hurtful. Just so you know, months later, I still cry. I still hurt. I still wish you'd come back so I can tell you no. You never will though. Your heart is cold as ice. It always will be. I hope you learn how to treat people someday. I hope you don't do this to her. She doesn't deserve it. She was warned. Its her own fault now. Just like it was mine. I'm sorry I let you do this to me. Goodbye

Broken Road

Song of day: Why This Last dance? - Cauterize

Photo: The Road Of Love by augustrush008

Broken Road by Ali Marr

Memories are written on these streets,

They all scream of you and me.

They used to speak of

Loves hot flame,

Now all they read

Is lies and pain.

You still pretend that

You need my love

And use the same lines

That I’m getting sick of.

We know why we

Took this road

And how we made

That flame explode.

But your back is turned

Your car is gone,

Thought you were right

But you were wrong.

The street lights, bright,

Make it hard to see.

The memories, hot,

Are choking me.

Trying to drive

Till the memories erode

But it seems we’ve

Traveled every road.

You drove away

Because you always leave.

But what you left

Makes it hard to breathe.

Your marks been left

On the road and my heart.

The scars you left

Are a work of art.

I’ve run out of options,

I stay or I go

There’s nothing left to say

That you don’t know.

Put my foot to the gas

And go right ahead.

Greens always going to

Shine brighter than red.



Story Telling

Song of the day: Paperweight Schuyler Fisk
Photo: The Color of an Octave by Darkpiano7

A Song is nothing but an expression of your inner self. To write a song is to write down your feelings and put them into words and then put a melody to it. It has always been hard for me to let someone else sing my songs because they did not feel my emotions that are being so blatantly displayed in this song. They never experienced the story that I am telling when I sing. But later after I started expressing my self through music did I realize something, each person will take a song and make it their own. It doesn't matter what it is that I write about, someone else is going to hear a different story when they listen to it based on their past. The song is my story because I lived it but to someone else who has lead a different life, they are going to hear something closer to what they have lived and connect to it in that way. It makes it easier to share music because then you start to crave for others to connect to your music and hope that they will feel something when they hear it. When I write a song now, I strive to make it my story but also to leave it open enough so that others can find their story within it. If I make it too specific, it becomes lost on the listener because they cannot connect with what I have lived. They can no longer add their own feelings too it. So by telling my story or feelings in an open way, I allow others feelings and past the flow through it and others can connect themselves to the song. Each song you hear on the radio is someones story but yet we connect to them without knowing what the real story is. That is good song writing. Story telling at its finest.