I don't want to get my hopes up
that I am ready to dive into art making again,
but I managed to finish another journal page over the past few days,
and that is an accomplishment for me.
Inspired by Ray LaMontagne.
His voice and lyrics tap into the pain
and loneliness in a way no other musician has.
Is that sun ever going to break on through the clouds?
Shine down on all its glory onto me,
here upon the ground,
cuz I can't hear a sound except my own sad story
I get so tired staring at the wall
Weight so heavy and that mountain so tall
Is there no one who would catch me if I fall?
Its more than I could take
Wish I could fake it,
Pretend like i dont' know whats going on
Something's wrong; trying to hold on just a little longer.
Can you hear me?
Can you see me?
