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Scotsman
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This is one of my pieces I have actually performed in public. Got a pretty good respnse from it so thought I would share it here.
Isn’t it great to be happy?
To be carefree and in love
To know that other person
To think that, this could be the rest of my life
But then the realization sets in
As a thousand shards hit
Like painful needles in your chest
You feel the ripping and tearing but,
You’re helpless to stop it
As you heart is torn form your chest
Shattering coldly into a million tiny
Fragments strewn beyond emotional comprehension
The mind numbing reality begins to set in
Anger wells into rage, Rage into sadness
Then longing and sorrow return to rage
A dwelling point that’s what rage becomes
A senseless myriad of colors and images
Racing though the overloaded axis of your mind
Betrayal leaps out of your mouth in sharp
Staccato imitating a metaphor of a stiletto
From a moment in you minds eye
You see the wish of a word actually being able to
Kill as coldly as winter
Cold blood courses through you veins
Chilling reason and slowing thought
Now the struggle begins
Sanity and rational, ideas nearly lost
Start to return to take control again
Bitterness and hurt like foul winds pass
The fires of contempt and disparity
Realization comes slowly from the core of the essence of being
You think I knew her I loved her….She loved me
Well, she may have, comes the answer from elder logic and experience
But did she know herself well enough to be able to love?
Gradually the fragments of you heart re-unite
As is true with each heartbreak
But each time the heart grows stronger
And we gain the ability to truly love
So next time maybe it will work out
Since it is the cause and the cure.
Cheers,
Scotsman
Isn’t it great to be happy?
To be carefree and in love
To know that other person
To think that, this could be the rest of my life
But then the realization sets in
As a thousand shards hit
Like painful needles in your chest
You feel the ripping and tearing but,
You’re helpless to stop it
As you heart is torn form your chest
Shattering coldly into a million tiny
Fragments strewn beyond emotional comprehension
The mind numbing reality begins to set in
Anger wells into rage, Rage into sadness
Then longing and sorrow return to rage
A dwelling point that’s what rage becomes
A senseless myriad of colors and images
Racing though the overloaded axis of your mind
Betrayal leaps out of your mouth in sharp
Staccato imitating a metaphor of a stiletto
From a moment in you minds eye
You see the wish of a word actually being able to
Kill as coldly as winter
Cold blood courses through you veins
Chilling reason and slowing thought
Now the struggle begins
Sanity and rational, ideas nearly lost
Start to return to take control again
Bitterness and hurt like foul winds pass
The fires of contempt and disparity
Realization comes slowly from the core of the essence of being
You think I knew her I loved her….She loved me
Well, she may have, comes the answer from elder logic and experience
But did she know herself well enough to be able to love?
Gradually the fragments of you heart re-unite
As is true with each heartbreak
But each time the heart grows stronger
And we gain the ability to truly love
So next time maybe it will work out
Since it is the cause and the cure.
Cheers,
Scotsman
Geeze man I'm trying to show my sensitive side and you're ruining my schtick.
