I was inspired by Nayana and I have already apologised to her that this may be inappropriate in response to her far more beautiful words …….. but I sort of liked the rhythm of what came out.

Hold me back

It’s a heart attack

Baby, I’m about to explode

I’ve emptied my cup

My blood pressure’s up

I think I see the end of the road.

I’ve had my fill

Gotta pay my bill

I might have smoked too much of that stuff

Never dealt well with it

Never knew when to quit

Never knew when enough was enough

I stand here accused

It was all self abused

I cut myself down in my prime

I’m full of regret

But I’m not dead yet

Can we do it just one more time?

I am struggling to write anything amusing or enlightening myself right now so I thought I might share something that I find, personally, inspiring. I know that a lot of people bravely express thier personal demons and battles with mental health via their blogs and, to all of you, I salute.

This is for you.

 

http://www.abc.net.au/lateline/dark-past-of-the-sunnyboys/4727130

Someone sent a picture of me

Smiling. As I used to be

Natural in a natural light

Looking out from black and white

I sat and stared into the past

I tried to understand at last

One life cut in two by time

Was it his life? Was it mine?

I tried to whisper in his ear

He would not listen, would not hear

I tried to light the path ahead

He would not see, would not be led

I thought I knew the boy I saw

But I don’t think so any more

A memory from way back when

I didn’t even know him then

 

Helen’s Prompt

Just taking the opportunity to showcase a few dudes who were very important to me way back when. Several of them no longer on the planet. But the legacy remains.