“Another hero, another mindless crime. Behind the curtain, in the pantomime. Hold the line. Does anybody want to take it anymore?”
My inner person screams “find yourself a person who paints your life like lyrics from Freddie Mercury. ❤️ You’ll probably end up as broken and uncertain as many of us already are deep down inside, but your heart will thrive on the small bursts of pure, unsaturated passion, intensely painful heartache and deep dark despair. “ The sane part of me goes “come back to the real world” Missy. It’s a constant struggle between my bad and my outright naughty side.
I’ve said it before but it bears repeating. My head is full of lyrics and more often than I wish, I use music as a form of expression. At least internally. I often visualise songs to certain moments (real or fantasy), sometimes to the point of becoming lost in my own head.
You know who I am
You know I can’t let you
Slide through my hands”
The autumn brings out the romantic in me. But also the over-thinker who could easily place herself on a rock somewhere with headphones on and shut out everyone and everything. I’d do inventory of my thoughts, I’d laugh, cry – love and hate. And I’d come down from that rock a different person. I do that often. Inventory that is. Why not, it’s good for the soul. And if there’s one thing I’ve learned lately is that you only live once. How much are you actually willing to compromise in order to fit the norm?
I’m a lover and a fighter, something that has become more clear with age. I love deeply, passionately and completely. But I can fight like no other if you break my trust or hurt the ones I love. You’d want me in your corner, not on the other side. Trust me. But once I am in your corner you can believe me when I say that I’ll have your back. Always.
But if there is one thing I dislike intensely, it’s people talking down on others. And no more so than women hating on other women for not falling into a certain category or following a certain “code”. If there’s something we are good at, ladies, it’s being snarky at each other under the pretence of “friendship”. It’s bad enough out there as it is, let alone for us to go at each other for wanting more or something different than the “norm”. And please, can we stop using gossip as some kind of bonding tool…? What’s up with that?
To all girls & boys out there my message is, and will always be ti never ever be afraid to stand up for the things that make you YOU. Don’t stand in the way of your own, or others greatness. Don’t long for things, fight for them. Be a Queen, drama or otherwise. Be bold, brave and fearless.
In the words of Peter Gabriel.
“You could have a steam train
If you’d just lay down your tracks
You could have an aeroplane flying
If you bring your blue sky back.”
Love from the Sledgehammer ♥️