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The Verve - Bitter Sweet Symphony
I’ll take you down the only road I’ve ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places where all the veins meet…
I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me
I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind, I feel free now
- May-I thought that maybe it had gone away, that maybe all the effort I put in had paid off, but I was wrong. And now the memory of that day all those months ago is haunting me. When I close my eyes I see the shards of glass that had burst apart in my failed attempt to be okay. I’m sitting on the kitchen floor; it’s always me on the floor. The broken pieces of glass are staring me down, they start to blur as my eyes overfill with tears. My body is lifeless and numb and the only thought my mind can hold is the one I’ve managed not to think about since I was sixteen. I lost that day.
- February-You disappeared for a while, and I wasn’t sure you’d be back. I knew I’d be fine without you. I don’t need you. But the want I felt at times was overwhelming and I began to hate you for it. And so I busied myself with everything I could think of, because that’s what you do when you don’t want to think about the only thing you actually want to think about. It made me feel exhausted and the next thing I knew I was falling to the floor crying. I only cried over you for a minute, but it didn’t matter. I lost that day
- March-There’s a new painting hanging on my wall, and everyday I find myself staring at it. I want to throw all the black paint I have on that painting, because what stares back at me is nothing more than a lie. It’s a fake emotion of happiness commonly referred to as denial. Painted during a month of downright chaos and I chose colors that even on a good day would make me nauseous. Every day that passes without me sitting down to the floor and making that painting an honest piece of work, well, I lose.
- April-Sitting on the floor in my bedroom, looking at the wall with empty eyes, I realized I lost my balance. I don’t know why everything suddenly went dark, why I didn’t want to meditate or write or why I felt so disconnected from life. It was nothing new, I’ve been dealing with it for years, but suddenly I hated myself for being there again. I was so busy dealing with the ghosts of my past that I neglected to deal with everything at present…
- May-I made the cut. I saw the blood.
Hiya stranger, you know me. I'm that girl that's always feeding every emotion I feel into everything I do. I'm the one that stares back when you look at me, so that I can see who you really are. And I'm the one that's stolen a small piece of everyone you've ever known, so that when you meet me, you'll feel as though you've known me all along.
