Why?
Just....why?
What gives the universe the right to pull this crap again?
The last time I felt anything like this, that dramatic bitch "the universe" decided to swoop in and literally stop a heartbeat in it's tracks. Before I even got a chance to get into the swing of things..before I could take the first leading step into the waltz my faulty heart began to beat out, the beautiful music we could have made together was silenced before it even began. My prospective partner swept off his feet by The Maker instead of me..Yet again, alone on the dance floor, I was left to hum my own pathetic tune as I shuffled about to the deafening silence. The reoccurring thoughts of; "what if?" and "If only.." haunting my every waking moment. Not even my subconscious was given a moment to recuperate.
"Alas, t'is better to have loved and lost, then to have never loved at all."
I would rather do without this incessantly palpating instigator of tragedy that is ever-encased within my chest. What good has it done me so far?
Maybe next time I fall so hard,
I'll just break my neck.
One can only hope, no?
C'est la Vie...
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Monday, March 21, 2011
The Little Ukulele that Could
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@\__/@ ~ h00t
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For those of you that know me [hopefully 100% of you reading this know me..otherwise it's kinda awkward for you to be here..] you know that I suck at setting goals for myself and have a habit of not following through with them...Mainly my personal goal of becoming a well-known musical artist.
Step 1: Play music. Step 2: ??? Step 3: $
Well, this year [2011] I have actually been doing a little better at "sticking with it," if you will. I've been trying harder to learn more songs and polish the ones I already know. Of course, that doesn't really help with my whole, "not being able to write good musical lyrics in mass quantities; mass quantities referring to more than a potential song a month," but that's where online resources and co-writers come in. Also, my recent EXCELLENT purchase choice of a new concert ukulele has given me a newfound "oomph" of confidence and drive to get myself out there, make a name for myself, be heard!
My YouTube channel is http://www.youtube.com/user/CallMeAllphi
Go there. Watch what I've done so far [which won't take you long, I promise!] rate, comment and subscribe because that way, you'll be the first to know when I start posting more videos!
Peace and Love ~
Robbie
@\__/@ ~ h00t
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| | ----W--W------
For those of you that know me [hopefully 100% of you reading this know me..otherwise it's kinda awkward for you to be here..] you know that I suck at setting goals for myself and have a habit of not following through with them...Mainly my personal goal of becoming a well-known musical artist.
Step 1: Play music. Step 2: ??? Step 3: $
Well, this year [2011] I have actually been doing a little better at "sticking with it," if you will. I've been trying harder to learn more songs and polish the ones I already know. Of course, that doesn't really help with my whole, "not being able to write good musical lyrics in mass quantities; mass quantities referring to more than a potential song a month," but that's where online resources and co-writers come in. Also, my recent EXCELLENT purchase choice of a new concert ukulele has given me a newfound "oomph" of confidence and drive to get myself out there, make a name for myself, be heard!
My YouTube channel is http://www.youtube.com/user/CallMeAllphi
Go there. Watch what I've done so far [which won't take you long, I promise!] rate, comment and subscribe because that way, you'll be the first to know when I start posting more videos!
Peace and Love ~
Robbie
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
The Blank Slate
Another sun has set, the next yet to have risen.
My thoughts turn not to time nor sleep,
But how or when I'll find him.
Spring draws closer, love abounds;
Yet l ife left tragic'ly alack of sounds,
Whispered longingly in the dark.
Blank Slate of a heart, alone
left beating itself to pieces.
Sunrise; the warm embracing rays
Chase away the darkness.
And with it, insecurity.
I know there's nothing wrong with me.
I need to be the sunrise for another, you see
To feel like someone needed me
And that's where "He" comes in.
My thoughts turn not to time nor sleep,
But how or when I'll find him.
Spring draws closer, love abounds;
Yet l ife left tragic'ly alack of sounds,
Whispered longingly in the dark.
Blank Slate of a heart, alone
left beating itself to pieces.
Sunrise; the warm embracing rays
Chase away the darkness.
And with it, insecurity.
I know there's nothing wrong with me.
I need to be the sunrise for another, you see
To feel like someone needed me
And that's where "He" comes in.
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