Half the battle of anything always winds up being in your head.
This was the case even for me, as I started this Kickstarter Campaign.
The idea of a)talking on a video and b)selling my product and c)ASKING PEOPLE FOR MONEY on that video, induced several (not so small) panic attacks.
What if this art isn't good? What if it isn't art at all? What if people don't like it? What if the campaign FAILS??
As I am still about 25% from reaching my goal, these thoughts still haunt me.
How fortunate am I, that it's these thoughts and not others...maybe thoughts you have had or have still.
Condemning thoughts, silencing thoughts.
"No one wants to hear you... Your life means nothing... You aren't loved."
These are more than whispers or naggings.
They are evil and false and they will swallow you whole...if you let them.
I wrote this one during FAWM 2011:
Hearing Voices
Title suggested by Anne-Marie Strohman
There is a quiet in between the two suns
The darkness becomes
A desolate road
Whisper and worry, fear and regret
Form silhouettes
And travel alone
Don't listen
Don't listen
Don't listen
They move in secret and they glide on the edge
Climb on the ledge
Surrounding your door
One by one they come and take up their post
An army of ghosts
You’re losing the war
Don't listen
Don't listen
Don't listen
Their aim is steady and they watch and they wait
Stalking their prey
Calling for you
You say you’re only hearing voices again
But you let them in
And they swallow you whole
1 comments:
I think this is the least 'flo like' of the bunch due to the haunting lyrics and melody. The Fender Rhoads imitation makes it sound like a far out 70's Linda Ronstadt out-take or something...groooovy!
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