Melodic Monday: “The Hunger In Your Haunt”

This is a new discovery for me, a happy accident really. It was a recommended link up on my YouTube and I decided to give it a click. I am happy that I chose to do so. A beautiful and eerie melody filled the air.

I present to you; “The Hunger In Your Haunt” by Crywolf:

 

“I saw
In the corner of your smile
There’s been a darkness there a while
You know

When the breezes of this storm surely blow
We will watch it from our houses
Watch it from our houses in the snow

Where are all the things that you have toiled all your life for?
Was it me you wanted when you said you
Wanted something more than what you knew?
What you knew

I felt love in a different place and I
Felt you move in a different way and
All my life’s been a whisper without you

I’ve been alone in a million places and
I’ve seen God in some dirty faces and
All that I could think about was you.”

I find I have connections with almost every song I have ever heard. Some more than others, those ones seep deep into my soul and take hold. Amazing how something so simple can create such a profound feeling.

Until next time!

C.A. Gallinger

Poetry Experiment: Fractured Storytime

 

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I am your rusted princess,

there is nothing to admire,

only cracks and bruises,

slip up and down my spine.

Illusions are everything,

when the rest of the world falters,

make believe with me again,

let’s get lost in the chaos,

while our souls burn.

Random shapes and shadows,

crawl upon the wall,

deceitful and deranged,

it’s time to pull it together,

before the inevitable fall.

Be my prince charming,

and I will be your nightmare,

there is no sacred bounds,

keeping our hearts tied here.

Enter the stage of denial,

you are wound up too tight,

read to me a fairytale,

before you disappear

into the long, cold night.

Bow down and take heed,

I hope you understand,

that you won’t leave here alive.

 

By: C.A. Gallinger

Melodic Monday: “Hurricane”

This week we are going a little softer. It’s a song that exposes those hidden worries and brings them to the surface. I find that most of these songs are relatable, at least for me, and it helps to guide my own thoughts to a different place.

Hurricane” by MS MR:

 

“Didn’t know what this would be
But I knew I didn’t see
What you thought
You saw in me

I jumped the gun
So sure you’d split and run
Ready for the worst
Before the damage was done

The storm never came
Or it never was
Didn’t know getting lost in the blue
It meant I wound up losing you

Welcome to the inner workings of my mind
So dark and foul I can’t disguise
Can’t disguise
Nights like this
I become afraid
Of the darkness in my heart
Hurricane

What’s wrong with me
Why not understand and see
I never saw
What you saw in me

Keep my eyes open
My lips sealed
My heart closed
And my ears peeled

Welcome to the inner workings of my mind
So dark and foul I can’t disguise
Can’t disguise
Nights like this I become afraid
Of the darkness in my heart
Hurricane

Make ash and leave the dust behind
Lady diamond in the sky
Wild light
Glowing bright
To guide me
When I fall
I fall on tragedy

Welcome to the inner workings of my mind
So dark and foul I can’t disguise
Can’t disguise
Nights like this I become afraid
Of the darkness in my heart
Hurricane”

I think we have all had battles with our inner demons, especially the ones that make up worlds that aren’t really there. Focusing on problems that only exist in our darkness. But we need to wrestle with these thoughts in order to overcome our own anxieties.

Until next Monday!

C.A. Gallinger

Dawn-to-Dark Musings: 2017-04-23

My mind has been ignited with ideas. It seems to be flowing through me and creating some pretty interesting pieces of writing. I can’t seem to stop it, nor do I want to. Although the thoughts and feelings that come with this sort of musing can be overwhelming. There is no escape from the barrage of words.

What I need is balance, and I never seem to be able to grasp on to that concept. It’s right there, I can see it, but there is something holding me back. It’s a frustrating battle, one that has been at war with me for years. Either side of the scale is tipped, it is never unmoving, it is chaos. I am a mess.

It doesn’t help that I have been under the weather. Things seem to hit home harder in times like these. Little blip’s turn in to full, blown catastrophe’s. I’m sure it is some kind of talent, but it’s not one I want to have access to all the time.

Even these words are jumbled and all over the place. I have no reason for that, other than my scattered mind is trying to find some sort of answer. I don’t even know what the question is! I think maybe I will blame my cold meds for this.

Hoping for health and peace of mind. I know one of them will eventually find me.

 

C.A. Gallinger

Poetry Experiment: Inner Youth

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Reminiscent about much simpler times,

when life was new and full of promise.

There was light, laughter and hope,

surrounding my essence, my life force.

Every possibility seemed plausible,

there were no restrictions on time.

Creative endeavours were evident,

as the universe flowed freely,

through the entangled heart and soul.

Darkness hadn’t settled yet,

it was a whole different world.

Naive and full of daydreams,

child like wisdom held the door.

Open and free from misguiding,

there was a playful stance.

In this time of growing up,

it was safe and full of pure joy.

But all good things must come to an end,

as the obscurity seeps in.

In those times of fear and doubt,

I channel the child within.

 

By: C.A. Gallinger

 

 

Melodic Monday: “Nothing Left”

This week we are going a little hardcore. It may not be for everyone, but that’s the beauty about music, everyone has their own eclectic tastes, and this one just happens to be one of mine. But I am sure you will see that more and more as I make these posts.

This week it’s one of my favourite songs by As I Lay Dying. It’s strong and makes the heart ache. You can feel the pain in these words.

Nothing Left” – As I Lay Dying:

 

“This world was never worthy
But how can I call it unfaithful
Every promise was fulfilled
As decay crawled from it’s throat
Like the dead rising from an open grave
Lips of splendor and tongue of deceit
All dying now as our fragile wrists hold only waste

Like those gasping for their last breath
We cannot hide there’s nothing left

If All my sorrow has led me here
Then I would cry all of my tears
To have this chance again
And know there’s more than this
And know there’s more than you

Like those gasping for their last breath
We cannot hide there’s nothing left”

The words are twisted and lovely all at the same time. Just like a lot of my writing, I dig in to the deeper, darker parts of myself to bring the inner struggles to the surface. It’s easier to face them that way.

What are some of your more eclectic tastes in music?

Until next week!

C.A. Gallinger

Poetry Experiment: Rising Shadows

 

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Arise with me in to the night,

there is much work to be done.

Now is the time of recharging,

the moment’s that have been lost,

reclaiming distant future thoughts,

so we have a chance to go on.

The shadows whisper gently,

of an unchanging fate, an untimely demise.

There are powers brewing,

deep inside your soul.

Push beyond the boundaries,

don’t let the demons swallow you whole.

There is always a choice, and it’s yours to uphold,

will you continue forward,

or give in to the disconnected void.

 

By: C.A. Gallinger