Some writing music: Part 105

Hello there inmates!

How is your day going today? Having a good time? Well, I’m not! Just kidding. It’s been a bit of a rubbish week, but not enough to ruin my entire mood. Entirely being the operative word. I’ve had a couple days where getting out of bed has been a bit of a struggle I will admit. It’s a part of this prison we call life though eh?

I should probably mention that if this post looks a tad strange it’s because I’m attempting to write it out on my phone rather than a laptop. I’ve mentioned that I’m not a fan of the block editor pushed by WordPress before, but it seems it’s here to stay, so here goes. I would imagine today’s post will be shorter than usual in terms of my writing music posts.

I actually think that brings us to our musical theme quite cleanly. Did you see the clue? I think it gave it away quite easily too. Today’s musical theme is rage! Oh yes. We all have those days where we just have to scream and shout. Let out stress or show how angry we are about a particular subject. Some music is perfect for that, no? Heavy and loud. Fast-paced and bassy. Some music is designed to appeal to someone who is in the throes of fury. Some music comes from a place of anger and unhappiness with the ways of the world or government. I hope that today’s choices shall reflect that. It’s worth a try eh?

Rage Against the Machine – Killing In The Name Of https://www.ratm.com/home/

Pain – Shut Your Mouth https://www.painworldwide.com/

Foo Fighters – The Pretender https://www.foofighters.com/

Three Days Grace – I Hate Everything About You https://threedaysgrace.com/

Katy Perry – Part Of Me http://www.katyperry.com/

And there we have it for another week. How about that? Feeling your blood pumping? You heart rate growing? I can sat for one that mine is. I hope that you all give each of these artists a try. They all deserve it big time! It might cheer them up eh? Haha!

I can’t seem to do the social media links like usual. It would take me several days to work it out, so I’m going to leave you with this. Please follow or subscribe to me on the usual sites but if you need specific links then go and check out my contact me page. That’ll lead you right.

Until next week, have a very crazy day inmates!

Pressure Cooker

Have you ever been plucked from serenity?
Carried aloft within claws of heated iron,
Dropped into water of stressful intensity,
A pressure cooker,
To stew in a broth of every ill thought,
Every wound real or imagined,
Bubbling with barely contained rage,

The situation builds the pressure in notches,
Until it becomes too much,
The steam shrieking in your head too loud,
You want to let it all out,
And shower them in bitter broil,
Your fury is as searing water,
Administering burns heated from your own strain.

Romantic Mute

Despite my unseemly form,
Writhing with inadequacies,
I was once a romantic at heart,
A passionate bard,
Singing the praises of my loves,
Seeing the light in the dark,

But it wasn’t to last,
One night was a turntable,
You came to me,
A snide succubus,
A bloody mary,
Lashing flames of erotic venom,

You meant only ill,
Your words brought me a stinging sensation,
As if needles pierced my lips,
Sewing my mouth shut,
You rendered me mute,
Voiceless,

After that hellish night,
My tongue shall never again utter romance,
I speak only with these inked words,
I’d need a scalpel,
To return my joy,
A glasgow smile of sorts,

Truth be told though,
It’s not worth severing these threads.

Deicide

Your god is dead,
Their god is dead,
All of your pantheons have perished,
Olympus is vacant,
I swear to you,
I’ve seen their graves,
Desecrated by roads and homes,
Covered in skyscrapers,
Gasping on industrys fumes,
Ravaged by hordes of heretics,
In their cafes and clubs,
Their boutiques and parks,
The pollution of mortals,
Pray all you like,
Let the words be sand in your throats,
Your prayers won’t be heeded,
Your saviours thrones lie empty,
I’ve seen their graves.

I’m Not Atlas

Weights of the world,
All of its horrors,
All of its madness,
All of its problems,
All of its stresses.

It bears down upon me,
Crushing me,
Compressing me,
My muscles inevitable fail me,
I’m not Atlas.

Cracks start to show,
I fear that I’m doomed,
Can I have a ray of sunshine?
I’m far from a titan,
I’m not Atlas.

Failed by technology once more!

Greetings inmates.

Regrettably i have a little bit of bad news today. It appears that my computer has decided it doesn’t want to work right now. In fact, i’m writing this right now on my break at work. I’m reasonably sure i know what the problem is, but it may take a few days for me to actually sort it out. I’m missing a specific CD that i need. At least, i think i am. The PC is refusing to play along! The dirty oaf that it is!

 

So yes, basically my posts are going to be few and far between for the next week it appears. Sorry about that! At least i’ll be able to get more material ready to post by then eh?

Have a very crazy day!