This is a space where I have a mid life crisis, write about my creative journey, and talk about songwriting and share bits of terrible poetry.

Drowning

Written in

by

“M,m,my, m,m, my, my, my…”

(FEFA T3, bridge)

I have been both.

I have watched you drowning in the big water
Safe on shore.
No boat.
No life preserver.
No way to help.

My love wholly inadequate.

And I was drowning on dry land unable to breathe.

I have sat on the phone hundreds of miles away
Listening to you attempt to put out fires that were not there.

I had to tell my father he could not take you home.

They put a guard outside your door.

And I was a million miles away
Barely treading water.

And I have been the one who needed saving.
Drinking too much.
Just breathe
Although this is drowning too.
Walking out the door with no coat on.
Hoping the cold would finish me off.
Always wanting to escape into the woods.
And lose myself.

You always found me.
And took me back in.

Skinny Love

This song is a tough one for me. It cuts too close to experience.

I am working up a cover and will post it here if I decide to record it.

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