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04/03/19
This is my song “The Hardest Place To Find”. This song has been 6 years in the making. It may be simple and quaint but this is a piece of music I wrote about 6 years ago when I was addicted to heroin and in a dark place. By my side was my best friend Stamper who, too, was struggling with his own issues. I wrote this song to get us through one really bad night. Unfortunately a lot of bad nights were to come because I remember he would often ask me to play this song and it became our anthem to get by on when things were tough. He told me my music was special and people like me should be heard and I thought that was sweet yet unrealistic considering society looked at people like me like dirt. Like garbage. Like something you can throw away or ignore. Thank you Stamper for believing in me when no one else would or could or even just for knowing me for me and loving me for me. We would often bring up trying to quit heroin in conversation and it would always lead to this ongoing and ever-evolving fantasy of what we would do with all the money we would have saved up…. maybe we’ll get to record a song in a studio one day..or a whole album!…the instruments we’d buy…the road trips we’d take….all the things we’d do, but it was never serious…because we never actually thought we could get off heroin. It was just this fantasy to get us through the night…a lot of nights…It never seemed like it would ever be in reach for people like us. In this great ocean of life we are constantly at the whim of waves and wind with one hand on the helm and one hand on our heart. The right wave caught me by surprise one day and I was able to ride it to safer seas. Metaphors, aside, I was able to get off heroin and within 2 weeks of being off the stuff I had found myself in a very big and very beautiful music studio with people telling me I had something special. They didn’t say it like Stamper, though. They had money on their mind…Stamper just had this sincere way of saying it. He was pure like that…even amidst parts of the world that are regarded as the most tainted. Sometimes it is those..us…who are so lost and debased that we need angels in our life to get us through. Stamper was that angel to me. Stamper always said in these…fantasies we had about getting of dope… that if I ever were to find myself in one of those “big fancy music studios” I should record this song. Well, I’ve had access to studios like that for a while now but it took me 5 years until I had finally gained the resources to bring this song into the right studio with the right producer for the job. After hearing the final recording the only thing missing from this really being a fantasy come true is not having Stamper by my side to hear the song and be part of it with me. This song is a miracle….to me at least, it’s a literal miracle. I should be dead or in prison. But somehow something happened and I reacted and then kept reacting and a life happened where there was just the void of a life of before. This song is to anyone out there struggling who needs a miracle in a world that tells you they aren’t real. They are real and if you’re looking with the right vision, even on the blurriest day, you have it inside you to find the hardest place to find. Keep digging. Stamper unfortunately got caught in the wrong part of the ocean with his hand still on his heart, just lost control of the helm, as we all could at any moment. This song is dedicated in loving memory to Matthew Stamper. You will never be forgotten. If this song affects the way you look at your life in anyway you have Stamper to thank for that because without him this would of never happened. Much love everyone. Be safe on those oceans of life. Nothing is guaranteed so keep your hands on the helm and heart as much as you can.
Such beauty. Not just the song but the story behind it. There’s so much love in it.
02/03/19
Heartstrings
I scratch his chest,
Until it cut open
One by one,
I pick his rib bones out
Letting his heart
Be vulnerable,
More fragile
Laggardly,
I let my hands in
Fingertips
Soaked with blood
Sweaty palms
Getting numb
With his weary heart
It's very pure
And free from
Vile desires.
Slowly, I pulled
His heart away
Blood flows from
His arteries, veins
And to my hands
To make sure
That he'll feel
The unbearable pain.
And yes, i murdered him
Out of desperation
Selfishness
Out of my love for him
✖️✖️✖️
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Trying to breathe it all in.
28/02/19
Oblivion
As I watch my
Stick slowly
Melting in my
Hands, I can't
Stop pondering about
The relationship we
Have
As I try to
Inhale the
Fumes to my
Insides and
Breathe it
Out, veins by
Veins, bones by
Bones are being
Burned
Out
Sometimes things
Outside the
Universe do
It, sometimes
Purposely doing
It. Doesn't really
Matter, it will
Soon come to its
Ending
Will I
Take in
More or let
Time do it
Alone? Sooner, maybe
Later; either
Way it will
Burn into
Ashes and just
Turn into
Oblivion
✖️✖️✖️
28/02/19
28/02/19
Last night I had a dream
A dream about you and me
You were waiting in line
For what? I got no idea
I am in a hurry to catch you on queue
Hoping that you missed me with
That small amount of waiting
I saw you, eyes are happy
Lips pursed and a bit smiling
You saw me, it changed. As if
You were about to break a promise
I looked at you, you stared at me
You are with somebody
Someone with a familiar face
He's handsome as hell, you bet
Someone I think I know, but can't comprehend
He's the man of your dreams
You introduced him, happiness filled your eyes again
He makes you so happy you can't control your lips, smiling
Suddenly a kiss on the cheek
That's not for me
Flashback
Remembering a friend asking what I'd do if you cheat
I simply answered I can take it
As I am confident you won't do it
Thinking I am strong enough to go through it
Tears
Loud cries
Heavy Chest
Hatred
Anger
Love
I can't imagine those happening at the same time.
But I felt it.
You look so happy, damn It should've been me you're kissing
I woke up
Gasping for breath
Waiting for you to press your skin to mine
You didn't do it as you were asleep
Sleeping with that pursed smile
I want to tell you that I had a dream
A dream about us
You were waiting in line with somebody
Someone perfect, not me
For what? I got no idea
✖✖✖
27/02/19
Life is not a fairytale, but you can make yours one.
27/02/19

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