Submission 13 vomited in to existence, hot on the heels of 12.
A solemn loop with an echo of else at the very end. Perhaps a dirge of sorts. I am out of spoons. And I am out of words.
I really, really enjoy singing. But I am far, far, far from learned at it. I just go for it. It's less about the proper/perfection of the portrayal. I'll never be perfect. I just want the emotion to be there.
My February is numb. How is yours?
Feathers were scattered
Upon the ground
Blood was poured out
Upon the ground
Bones were laid here
Upon the ground
She came to rest here
Upon the ground
From the moon all torn down
From the stars all falling
All upon the ground
@miga Feb 2022
I wish my Feb were a little less painful and a little more numb. Actually, no, numb is a pretty difficult place to be. You succeed with emotion and the lyrics are moving and vivid. I hope you will continue to put words on the dirges and whatever else comes out!
@bethyrose Feb 2022
This is haunting and beautiful, the emotion is definitely there. I really like it. Here's to more spoons and more words for you in the coming days!