So lately sales have slacked off. I have finished writing a new book but because it is still being edited it has not been released yet. Soon, I promise. I do know for a fact, however, that it is just about ready for e-print. It is called While she sleeps and I promise you.. this one is a dozy. We are on the cusp of moving out of our current apartment and in with family for a while. Times are tough, everyone is cutting back and doing what they can to save money, us included. So I guess I am feeling a bit down. My lyrics tonight are for a song I am toying with called Can't escape me. It is a little dark as I seem to be extremely depressed tonight. It will pass, I will use my funk to work on my new book. Here are the lyrics and off I go...
If I wrote it in blood
Would it make it any more real?
Smearing my failures
On a mirror
Like cancer
Read my secrets
See how I reel
I fall continuously
If only you could see
I'm empty
I'm hollow
I'm bitter
Full of regret
Hear my words
See my pain
Help me figure out
Who the fuck to blame
If I wrote it in blood
Would it make this any more real?
Smearing my failures
On a mirror
Like cancer
You can't escape me
You hold me down
I break free
You scream out the truths
I fail to see
It doesn't make you better
Nothing is forever
Except...
I'm empty
I'm hollow
I'm bitter
Full of regret
Hear my words
See my pain
Help me figure out
Who the fuck is to blame
If I wrote it in blood
Opened these wounds
Bleeding to heal
Some of my truths
Would I still be empty?
Would I still be alone?
Full of regret
You don't hear me
You don't see me
So I blame you
I blame you
If I wrote this in blood
Would it be anymore real?
Smearing my failures
On a mirror
Like cancer
You can't escape me
You can't escape me
Would it make it any more real?
Smearing my failures
On a mirror
Like cancer
Read my secrets
See how I reel
I fall continuously
If only you could see
I'm empty
I'm hollow
I'm bitter
Full of regret
Hear my words
See my pain
Help me figure out
Who the fuck to blame
If I wrote it in blood
Would it make this any more real?
Smearing my failures
On a mirror
Like cancer
You can't escape me
You hold me down
I break free
You scream out the truths
I fail to see
It doesn't make you better
Nothing is forever
Except...
I'm empty
I'm hollow
I'm bitter
Full of regret
Hear my words
See my pain
Help me figure out
Who the fuck is to blame
If I wrote it in blood
Opened these wounds
Bleeding to heal
Some of my truths
Would I still be empty?
Would I still be alone?
Full of regret
You don't hear me
You don't see me
So I blame you
I blame you
If I wrote this in blood
Would it be anymore real?
Smearing my failures
On a mirror
Like cancer
You can't escape me
You can't escape me