There’s not a person on this planet that hasn’t attended a concert. Whether it’s rock, rap, r&b or classical we all love a good concert. There’s something freeing about rocking out to your favorite artist. Although the record is great there’s nothing like hearing your favorite song live. This past weekend I finally got around to seeing “Bohemian Rhapsody” we all know that Queen took part in the Live Aid concerts back in the mid eighty’s it was one of their highlighting moment. To see the guys so electric, so energized is amazing. That concert footage is the inspiration for this blog post “Concerts”.
I normally start my blog off with some witty line or some corn-ball jazz clever line for introduction, but for today’s blog post I thought I be joke-less because really there isn’t anything funny about “Cancer”. I was touched by many people’s stories of survival and how the process effected their lives that I am inspired and ready to share the fear or what I’m struggling with one year later.
Leaving you behind is not a easy thing to do. I unwillingly walk away from all that you once were. I unwillingly walk away from all that you’ll never be. This clock on the wall hangs frozen in time tells the story of your last goodbye.
I seen her beautiful smile a thousand times over, in blue skies, in purple nights, in howling winds blows in scary delight. Her beautiful smile always standing watch like a lighthouse calling sailors home, protecting us from the upcoming storm. Her beautiful smile blocked all that is wrong with this scene. No shadows dance here only her beautiful light.
Life has a funny way of making things interesting. This past week I was chatting with one of my best friends about life and she made the comment that I have changed and it’s good to see that I’m happy. “Happy?” I replied? “Yes” she said “our conversations were at times dark and now it’s filled with hope for the future and confidence and happiness.”So many things has changed since the beginning of this year” she said and mentioned a concert I attended back in May. I got to thinking what is happiness? What does that mean? Can one be truly happy? this is the topic of today blog post.
Hello my Kings & Queens of social media, it’s been awhile since I written a full blown blog & today I am inspired. As I sit here listening to Selena’s “Como La Flor” trying vision what or should I say how I say what’s going on in my head. My co-workers crowned me the Queen of Metaphor to my surprise I’m like ok this is a honor I will enjoy so without further adieu today blog is about you got it my metaphor on life.
Dancing in the light seeing you for the first time it would seems but these eyes has seen many versions of you. My weary eyes grows tired now. Old and not what they use to be but I still can see you my love dancing in the light. The heaviness falls over these eyes I’m in a fight to keep them open struggling giving it all I can.
Punching, Biting, Screaming, Kicking and Fighting I’m crushed under the heavy weight of your words. Ugly, Fat, Stupid, Useless, Weak are the words utter from your mouth. Every punch is like a knife cutting deeper and deeper until I can’t bleed no more. In grandeur style you draw back your bow ready for the kill carefully crafting your next move. The nostalgic beauty escapes you. Your soul once beautiful filled me heart with joy and hope. Your eyes danced like diamonds glimmering in the midnight sky. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do, nowhere I would go. Hanging on your every word as the gospel, now I just hang waiting for the noose to grow tighter calling for the executioner complete this end.