Lyrical Lessons

August 12, 2014 § 2 Comments

Lately I, every time I try to lie down
Well, my mind just gets away
I can’t even close my eyes now
Between the big fish and ambition
And the lovers using words as ammunition
Between the warped planks I’ve been pacing endless
Impossible dream that I’ve been chasing. 
 
Oh God, why’ve you been
Hanging out in that old violin?
While I’ve been waiting for you
To pull me through.

“Violin” by Amos Lee

My writing has been stuck for quite a bit now. Feels like the words are being held captive somewhere between my ideas and insecurities. Waiting for the dam to break, I suppose.

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