“I'm just a writer in the dark
staring at the sconce
which is the only survival in this
vacant and abandoned house.
I'm just a wildflower on fire
with no trace of colors
that made butterflies
stop fluttering by me.
I'm just a unsung musical phrase
still obscure
who knows
what I'll be like.
I'm just a void
there is nothing within me
maybe beyond the blackness there is a spark
but it exist for what?
I'm just a scar
holding haunted memory of past
everyone wants to get rid of me
But who knew I'll come this far.
I'm just an unmarked signpost
I'll take you nowhere
maybe there is something written on verso
and you are on the wrong side.”
- @CrippledRaven
staring at the sconce
which is the only survival in this
vacant and abandoned house.
I'm just a wildflower on fire
with no trace of colors
that made butterflies
stop fluttering by me.
I'm just a unsung musical phrase
still obscure
who knows
what I'll be like.
I'm just a void
there is nothing within me
maybe beyond the blackness there is a spark
but it exist for what?
I'm just a scar
holding haunted memory of past
everyone wants to get rid of me
But who knew I'll come this far.
I'm just an unmarked signpost
I'll take you nowhere
maybe there is something written on verso
and you are on the wrong side.”
- @CrippledRaven
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Forwarded from The Starry Night
“Where does it all lead? What will become of us? These were our young questions, and young answers were revealed. It leads to each other. We become ourselves.”
― Patti Smith, Just Kids
― Patti Smith, Just Kids
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"I kept running because I wasn't free. I was running for the sake of running, but it was a fake run. I finally got so far out I was cut off from everybody. I had no place to go, so I was no longer running. I was just there. And when I stopped running, I found I was free. Just because you’re free to move doesn't mean you're free."
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"DESTINY is a feeling you have that you know something about yourself nobody else does. The picture you have in your own mind of what you’re about WILL COME TRUE. It’s a kind of a thing you kind of have to keep to your own self, because it’s a fragile feeling, and you put it out there, then someone will kill it. It’s best to keep that all inside."
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"I really didn't consider myself happy or unhappy. I always knew there was something out there I needed to get to. And it wasn't where I was at that particular moment."
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"My hangup was that I used to try to define beauty. I used to use adjectives like 'beautiful' and 'wonderful.' Then I read Hemingway, and he just said it. He didn't define it. He didn't use many adjectives. He just told you what happened. That's the way I want to write."
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"There aren’t any finger-pointing songs in here... Those records I’ve already made, I’ll stand behind them, but some of that was jumping into the scene to be heard... From now on, I want to write from inside me... The way I like to write is for it to come out the way I walk or talk."
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"I ran away because I felt that parents want their kids to be like them, or to please them, to be what they want you to be. It’s a very difficult thing for a child to be himself. It’s much easier for him to be what his parents want him to be."
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"You have to work out where your place is. And who you are. But we're all spirit. That's all we are, we're just walking dressed up in a suit of skin, and we're going to leave that behind."
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"I've always been a person who likes to be alone. I don't feel lonely when I'm alone. I feel lonely when I'm with people. I'm a very private person. I don't like to talk about myself."
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"I had broken myself of the habit of thinking in short song cycles and began reading longer and longer poems to see if I could remember anything I read about in the beginning. I trained my mind to do this, had cast off gloomy habits and learned to settle myself down... I began cramming my brain with all kinds of deep poems. It seemed like I'd been pulling an empty wagon for a long time and now I was beginning to fill it up and would have to pull harder. I felt like I was coming out of the back pasture. I was changing in other ways, too. Things that used to affect me, didn't affect me anymore. I wasn’t too concerned about people, their motives. I didn’t feel the need to examine every stranger that approached."
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