mercredi 15 février 2012

Work in progress.

A song I wrote a couple of years ago. The lyrics still mean a lot to me though, so I started working on its music, but since I can't play the guitar, I can only go as far as the melody, which kinda sucks. I could try to work something on the piano but it just doesn't fit what I imagined for that song, so... Until I can play the guitar, I guess this will remain a work in progress.


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WAKE ME UP

It’s dark as always
An eternal night
In my head
In my heart
But is the sun down
Or are my blinds shut
I really couldn’t tell
Cause the days are all the same
And the nights are like the days
Just a blurry mass of pain
Of emptiness
Unconsciousness

Wake me up 
Bring me back to 
The life I used to live 
Wake me up 
Show me the light 
As they say 
Wake me up 
Cause I don’t wanna die 
I’m not giving up 
Just wake me up 

I wish I could get up
And walk
Just like that
With a smile
But I’m fighting to breathe
Fighting to live
Fighting to move on
Only the days are all the same
And the nights are like the days
Just a blurry mass of pain
Of anxiousness
Of loneliness


Wake me up
Bring me back to 
The life I used to live
Wake me up
Show me the light
As they say
Wake me up
Cause I don’t wanna die
I’m not giving up
Just wake me up

And if I fight
If I’m kicking you away
And if I cry
If I tell you you cause me pain
Don’t listen
Cause it’s hard to breathe
Don’t listen
Cause it’s hard to live
But I need you

Wake me up
Bring me back to 
The life I used to live
Wake me up
Show me the light
As they say
Wake me up
Cause I don’t wanna die
I’m not giving up
Just wake me up

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Tattoos...


I guess there's just never enough of them.

But really, how wonderful it is that we can decorate our bodies as we like...
I'm in love with the idea of tattoos. Of expressing yourself through art.
Of engraving your body with meaningful words, or decorating it with beautiful motives.
Ultimately your body is yours, and you actually have the possibility to make it reflect who you are.

I wonder how many of them I'll end up with.
If I just listened to myself I would be full of them.
But let's not be too hasty - don't forget they are forever.

Like diamonds, somehow.

Sitting on a throne - oops, I meant one of the coaches' seats.


This year has been pretty incredible.

Just some cupcakes I made a few weeks ago.





Found on Tumblr, somewhere.

Soon to be inked on my skin somewhere.


Symbolizing singing, of course. Feminity, too. 
And the fact that no matter what you do to me, you will never be able to shut me up.
I may add a music note between the teeth, I'm not sure yet.
And I still need to decide where I'll do it.

Can't wait to have it on my skin.