"Fall for You" - Secondhand Serenade I had a big fight with myself last night. I yelled. I cursed. I argued. I repeated things several times. I fished for praise. I fished for recognition. I fished for a fuckin' "Thank you." I fished for anything, but didn't catch anything except for the annoying cold-like symptoms you get from crying. I cried hysterically. Whimpering under my breath, using a towel instead of tissues because my tears would bleed right through it too easily and I'm not one who would go for "easy." The towel was still damp from my shower. It soothed against my fire-hot eyes, now swollen from this ridiculous, reoccurring episode of, "Just Another Day." I wanted to hit something, but surprisingly I didn't. I guess I didn't want to have to clean up afterwards. I wanted to quit and walk away, but I stayed put and set in my ways. I placed my shaky hands against the bathroom sink....
A song pops up in my head in bed, carrying with it a memory that may not always be described in words. So the music in it of itself allows me to tell my stories. This is my writer's pen. This is my '3' and my 'M'. This is my passion in life; my blog; my light and though it may occasionally lose its shine, it will never completely leave me in the dark.