Anybody out there who has ever written a song, a lyric, will know exactly how I’m feeling; and he could even see perfectly every detail of this spark that occurred in me. These emotions wanting to get out of me; flowing down as tears mixed with sadness, joy, frustrations and inspirations. The most beautiful songs come from the greatest hurt; and the most beautiful voice comes from a song felt from deep within. This is absolutely why it rains inside my heart…when two different worlds collide; when joy and sadness intertwine, when positive and negative energies come together.. When a song finally broke down your walls and hit the reality of your life; and all you can do is feel the message you’ve been wanting to hear, the truth you’ve been wanting to voice out…so when it actually hurt you manage to blow a kiss to these moving diversions…search for good things you can find, somehow; and tell yourself “it’s okay, you’re going to make it through”. For sure..
Oh how it feels so good to fly with the words; like they’re the only things left in the world that matter, like a moment of fulfillment. It’s so overwhelming that tears run down my eyes. Why? Just why does it make me feel this way? It makes me feel like writing millions of songs, it makes me sing my heart out; It takes me out to the green fields to feel the warm breeze, it sends me postcards of bittersweet memories I left behind and those that I am yet to have; It makes me forget the many mountains I must climb, it gives me shivers, it makes me feel like I’m waking up to find the curtains rising up and that light…yes, the sight of that light…slowly…tells me… “tonight, you are shining bright, like a starlight…”
And after all, it leads me to my heart’s love. Indeed, I am confronted by this passion I’ve long been keeping. These feet – they want to do so much…so much that I’m blinded by tears every time I admire other feet…stretching and dancing their dreams to life. Oh yea we share the same passion. The only difference is – they had the chance to hone it, and I didn’t. If there’s one thing, one thing I would ever ever want to do in a life I don’t know why it exists… I’d go dance…I’ll go sing. I’d go fly with these mixed feelings. I’d go travel, I’d go play and make my own music. I’ll go write thousands of different melodies, I’ll go work with multitalented people whom I can learn from. I’d go jumping on the stage with real friends, rockin the roadhouse with strangers, screaming my heart out with a lover. I’ll go crying in the rain, I’ll go soaring those mountains! Then I’d go home and tell my mom I lived. Then, and only then will I ever live.
