Again the monsters
Invading your dim night
Where no moon or stars
Getting down too deep
So deep that your feet
Buried in the mud
Cannot find a way up
Back to black
One more time
The bright light is there
But life’s too unfair
Maybe later
All you, go, fuck
This girl needs some more fun
While she can
Fun? What’s that?
Spending the night
down here
Sunk in my gut
Dark marsh.
_________________________________________
My tribute to the sweetest VOICE
R.I.P. --Amy
Back To Black
Maybe this time
White.
10 comments:
nice tribute...sad to see one snuffed so young...
Dulce,
even with this post and sad moment , i am glad I am back to see you and your blog.
kisses.
have a great week !
Caio.
The price of untreated addiction is death. It is possible to recover and live. Some do, and some do not.
Godspeed Amy.
Thanks for this excellent ode to a beautiful
voiced woman - may she find rest.
Very nice Tribute, Dulce!
May Amy RIP!
Gone too soon, so sad!
Yes, Dulce, this post is special. Th daemon is a process that sits idly in the background until it is invoked to perform its task.
In this case the daemon was obsessive unhappiness. Its antidote was a drugged and boozed brain. This was greater than what that huge talent, fame, and success could give.
As Andrew (above) wrote: It is possible to recover--some do....and some don't!
Judgement has no place here, only sadness.
Cool tribute...only sadness indeed.
An apt tribute, beautifully laid out and with care. Thank you Dulce. It is important to recognise vulnerability in the soul.
Oh, Dulce, your tribute is beautiful. This young woman, the same age as my youngest, who should have been happy but never was....hopefully, she was welcomed somewhere, with peace and love.
yeah, Dulce-she was very special to me. still is
rick
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