Thursday, November 12, 2009

Mirror, Mirror

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Whose fallen image do you befall?

Two green stained windows with
Hazel in the center do thee stare.
And gently do the soft black curtains
Cover with care.

Surrounded by rosy pale walls
Leading down to the gentle pink
Cushions at the end of the hall.

Thy auburn shadows sometimes pass
With gleaming beams of sunshine
That peak through the glass.

The windows and the cushions
Are much like a shell
For behind them are many stories that
They could tell.

If one is willing to look behind these
Windows and cushions shells
You may be surprised
By what you will entail.

All these things could be used to
Describe the image of me that you see.

And so oh mirror, mirror on the wall,
The image that you see before you
Is not really the image of me at all.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

I Have To Let You Know…

… I don’t want to let you go…

It has been quite a while since a song has affected me on a personal level. I bought the album Raditude by Weezer the other day and the song that I have pretty much had on repeat since I heard it was I Don’t Want To Let You Go.

It’s hard to explain exactly why this song struck a chord with me. Perhaps it was the honesty of the lyrics or the pretty melody. Perhaps it was the memories, thoughts, and images this song created that made me fall so in love with it. Or, it was a combination of it all.

One line that I love is “I have lost all hope of being normal once again.” It doesn’t sound like a very positive one but to me I took it as positive. Giving up on the fact that I will never be “normal” seemed like such a relief for me. Because, what is normal? I have never found a clear definition of the word that I have agreed with. So, to just be a non-normal person seems normal to me.

I love the lyrics to this song. When I listen to this song the memories that I haven’t thought about in ages came creeping back to my mind. Those are the things that I don’t want to let go of. The memories I had, the feelings I felt, everything. If I was a braver person I’d say many things that were in my mind or how I was feeling but I am not. For that I hold on to those things inside. Where I can keep them safe.

I know it isn’t right, but for me it is enough to admit things to myself first. One day I’ll let it all out with courage. But, for now it is for me.

If you all have the time you should check out the song. Here is a link to it:



Night!