Dark Days…

There are times when the darkness decends, there ain’t no rhyme or reason, there ain’t no real tipping point, it can be major or minor, but when it hit’s it’s like a train at full pelt knocking you right on your arse and leaving you for dead…

For death is the name of the game, the reaper the deliverer of evil, it’s the only thing on the dark days that makes sense, it’s the only time you want to embrace the one thing you spend your whole lfe trying to avoid, death becomes you and it feels so good… I’m reminded of the words from a Linkin Park song ‘I’ve put my trust in you, Pushed as far as I can go, And for all this, There’s only one thing you should know… I tried so hard and got so far, But in the end it doesn’t even matter, I had to fall to lose it all, But in the end it doesn’t even matter’ Sometimes it only music that keeps the flame burning, it’s the ‘Knights’ that save the ‘Days’…

Now i ain’t no manic depressive, but all i know is that there are some twists and turns in life that make it hard to want to carry on somedays, it’s the trying that gets you down, you call, you mail, you attempt to change the outside, the inside, and you watch the amatuers get the the spoils, you see those not fit to walk in your shadow stand in the light, now this sounds bitter and twisted.

Whoa is me, not at all, that ain’t my game, but you put so much effort into something, working all the hours you can, trying to make those who look but never see open their eyes, attempting to create something so new that in your head makes sense but to those all around sounds like madness, like you are making it up as you go along… Which in some ways aren’t we all… Like i said, Not depression… Just ‘Dark Days’

Romans, Chapter 5, verse 4… or if you ain’t that way of thinking… Then the Boss sums up how i feel today… In fact most days… Now where are my dancing shoes…

* Dancing In The Dark…

I get up in the evening, and I ain’t got nothing to say
I come home in the moring, I go to bed feeling the same way
I ain’t nothing but tired, man I’m just tired and bored with myself
Hey there baby, I could use just a little help

Message keeps getting clearer, radio’s on and I’m moving round the place
I check myself out in the mirror I wanna change my clothes my hair my face
Man I ain’t getting nowhere just sitting in a dump like this
There’s something happening somewhere baby I just know that there is

You sit around getting older there’s a joke here somewhere and it’s on me
I’ll shake this world off my shoulders come baby this laughs on me

Stay on the streets of this town and they’ll be carving you up alright
They say you got to stay hungry hey baby I’m just about starving tonight
I’m dying for some action I’m sick of sitting ’round here trying to write
this book, I need a love reaction come on now baby give me just one look

You can’t start a fire, you can’t start a fire without a spark
This gun’s for hire even if we’re just dancing in the dark