I May Never Be A Writer

Broken Out Loud

You thought I would be silent
About what you’d done to me.
You said I was your prisoner
And you threw away the key.

But I’m hurting in my mind….
No longer can I keep this pain
Inside it.
My silence cuts too deep
For me to hide it.

So I’m shouting to the world
That I’m broken.
Walls crash down with my words
So long unspoken.

I’m crushed now
But I know I will be free.
And I have the strength to tell you
That I won’t go quietly.
Hear me….I’m the sound
Of lightening striking every tree.

Though I’m still broken
I’m broken out loud.

I’m sooooo broken
But I’m broken out loud.

So-oo-oo-oo-oo,
So-oo-oo-oo-oo
Looouuuuuudddd!!!!!

©AnneMacdonald

Thought I would try writing a song for a change. I have a red dress and a red hat and I love them both. I haven't worn them together yet as I fear my countenance would do nothing for the lovely red hat. I tend to write the words and hum the tune at the same time but I'm usually unable to put a tune onto paper. I trust my memory will be effective should the tune be required.

Red, Red Dress

I’m wearing my red….red dress
And my….red, red hat
It makes my world seem upright
Since you left me feeling flat.

I read your spiteful message
That you sent me just for kicks
Then I took that rancid letter
And I gave it the deep six

Then I put on my red, red dress
And my red, red, hat.
And I threw away my worries
Like I'd never heard of that.

In your selfish little world
You said that one plus one is one
You thought that I would count on you
But my number work is done.

So if you think that I… feel… sad
That there’s no one else… but… you
Just take a look and see
That I don’t wear red with blue.

Cos I’ve put on my red, red dress
And my red, red hat
And I’ve thrown away old memories
I’m so done with all of that.

And I’m wearing my……..red, red dress
And my………red, red hat……

Wearing my red, red dress…..

Wearing my red, red hat……

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Door of Truth

8/6/2018

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Mind Storm

7/22/2018

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I cower, used and empty.
The grit of rejection stinging in my eyes.
I should have lied,
Told you I was innocent, harmless.
Are lies better than the truth?
Only to the weak.
Your harsh words bruised my spirit,
Buried my soul,
Painful as a sandstorm.
Why the necessity
To discard your only companion?
I told you the truth,
Only to find
Accepting truth was your weakness.

©AM

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Silenced by Silence

7/19/2018

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I wondered if Heaven was like this
I wished it to be so.
Quiet, restful, bright, restoring.
I beheld the scene with awe.
The long grass
swaying in the soft breeze
Dancing to the rhythm of the waves.
I heard no sound.
I couldn't speak,
I couldn't breathe.
I watched the waves.
In and out
In.....then out
As if breathing for me.
This was heaven
My heart told me so.....
And it was my heaven.

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