1/29

Been sick all day. Words are not flowing easily from my muddled brain.

This is all I could get.

I see you two together
Smiling, having fun
You're red hair shimmering in the sun
And I wonder why I'm here
And not there with you
Oh Ginny, it's always been you

1/28

I've been working nonstop on a bunch of homework today and yesterday and I have something between extremely inspired and extremely burnt out. I've been playing around with some previously written lyrics.

The medication drowns out
All the voices and thoughts
Inside your pretty little head

They tell you how to live and who to be
When your thoughts are kept cloudy
You'll never truly see

1/27

Still playing around with the Harry Potter song ideas. Maybe not necessarily using their names but using the stories as inspiration.

In a few years time
Together we go to school
For the first time I really see you
And I realize it was always you

Your red hair shimmers in the sun
You'll always be the one to whom I'll run

1/26

Im the ultimate fan girl. I spend a lit of tine thinking about My fandoms, like Harry Potter, Sherlock, Twilight, The Vampire Diaries, etc) I've been thinking a lot of Harry Potter today and also how he felt for Ginny. So this little ditty flowed out of me quite easily .

I see you there
The wind blows through your hair
You are ten years old
Walking up to you
I've never felt so bold

1/25

Today has just been one of those days where nothing is going right.
I'm really stressed out and angry and sad all at once. Writing came easy today because to me writing is therapy. Words flow easier when I'm upset.

Lyric idea

I've walked this road
I know this scene
And know I know,
You never loved me
I've been here before
I know this, all too well

Random lyric inspiration

The medication drowns out
All the voices and thoughts
Inside your pretty little head

They tell you how to live, what to eat
Drink this, exercise that
Being 'pretty' is no small feat

I have a really hard time remembering to write and journal here daily so I'm setting a reminder on my phone so I don't forget.

Stream of Consciousness

I have been so very stressed out already this semester. I feel like I’m being pulled in far too many directions, spread too thin. I have to be there for my best friend and her child as they go through an extremely hard custody case; I have to work, find a new job, volunteer, and be a bridesmaid, a girlfriend a sister and a student. All these things are vying for my attention and makes writing daily extremely difficult.

As I am nearing my graduation, school is getting harder to get interested in. Most of my classes don’t require me to write much anymore, so writing has been much more difficult than it used to be. I have started seeing some similarities between drawing and writing. Writing, often times, it is just a means to an end of putting abstract thoughts on paper. This also applies to drawing, however drawing is a visual language that not everyone knows how to read or decipher the meaning behind it.

Lyric ideas

Who am I? I just don’t know anymore

Spread too thin, stretched too tight

Abstract words and thoughts flowing through my mind

Just got around to creating this thing. Week one of journaling.

Journal Assignment One

Day 1- Mood: meh. Inspiration level out of 10: 6. Emotional temperature: Luke Warm. Stress Level: Calm

Topic ideas: Love, self-consciousness, contentment, tiredness, sickness, boredom.

Title:  Marathon of Love
All the time I spent in the churning waves
Daily I spent it, yearning for you
Dreaming of you treading to me
Always dreading I’d never see you running to me

This song should be accompanied with quick fast paced electric pop music.

Day 2- Mood: Sick, Almost no inspiration, emotionally warm, Stress level: Not stressed, not calm.

Topic Ideas: Love, Contentment, battle for love, waiting for love, water, sailing.

Title: The Day We Met
The day we first met, frozen and out of breath
I knew the waves I’d braved were worth the risk of death
Heart in my throat I asked your name
and from there the rough seas were never the same
Take my hand and let us be
Together, forever combatting the sea

This song is a ballad and should be slow and methodic, accompanied by piano or acoustic guitar, more about vocal than the instruments.

Day 3- Mood: Feeling better but run down, little to no inspiration, feeling emotionally warm and calm
Topic Ideas: Sailing as a metaphor for love, storms, battle for love.

Title: Sunken Ships and Broken dreams
Life is a road, scattered with debris of my remorse
Love is a graveyard of sunken ships and broken hearts
I’m just an explorer, facing the pounding of waves
I’m shipwrecked in a whirlpool, unsure if I want to be saved.

Day 4: Mood: tired, a small amount of inspiration, Neutral emotional climate.
Topic ideas: still with the sailing metaphor

Title: Whirlpool (rewrite of Sunken Ships and Broken Dreams)

Life is a road, scattered with debris of my remorse
Love is a graveyard of sunken ships and broken hearts
and you’ll never know what lies ahead or know if it’s worth the pounding waves
I’m shipwrecked in a whirlpool, dying to be saved.

Day 5- Mood: exhausted, warm emotional climate, feeling inspired!
I am feeling inspired today. I spent a lot of time with my friends and my boyfriend yesterday and in the midst of hanging out, my boyfriend I felt really close, which is probably contributing to my inspiration.

Title: Whirlpool (rewrite of ‘Whirlpool draft 1’ and ‘Marathon of Love’)

 [Chorus]
Life is a road, scattered with debris of my remorse
Love is a graveyard of sunken ships and broken hearts
I’m just an explorer, setting out to sea
and you’ll never know until you reach the shore if it will be worth the pounding waves
I’m shipwrecked in a whirlpool, just waiting to be saved.

(Verse 1)The day we first met, frozen and out of breath
I knew the waves I’d braved were worth the risk of death
Heart in my throat I asked your name
and from there the rough seas were never the same
Take my hand and let us be
Together, forever combatting the sea

[Chorus]

Life is a road, scattered with debris of my remorse
Love is a graveyard of sunken ships and broken hearts
I’m just an explorer, setting out to sea
and you’ll never know until you reach the shore if it will be worth the pounding waves
I’m shipwrecked in a whirlpool, just waiting to be saved.

Oh I was shipwrecked in a Whirlpool, waiting for you.

All the time I spent in the churning waves
Daily I spent it, yearning for you
Dreaming of you treading with me
Always dreading you’d never come for me

 (Piano Solo)

Breath in, Breath out
Now and forever towards the sunset we shall sail
As we pass by those  lost and shipwrecked
Hand in hand, we’ll have triumphantly prevailed