Lifestyle (Heavy Metal)

 

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via Daily Prompt: Lifestyle

People look at me funny when I walk down the street

They cross to the other side and look at their feet,

So what if I wear black, concert tees and too much eyeliner

I’m sure they think their lifestyle is much finer,

But to me nothing could be as good

As music that makes me feel understood,

Our community has a universal sign

Our symbol: devil horns held high,

So, before you decide to judge my looks

Those gutter vocals and demonic hooks,

You should now there is nothing more loyal or true

Than heavy metal lovers and their motley crew.

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Panicked in the Subway

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I am freaked out… panicked.

Things were going well with my friends as we slammed back shot after shot.

Now I am in the subway.

But where?

I don’t remember seeing signs for a subway.

I look left.

I look right.

No light at either end of the tunnel.

It’s so dark.

I should start walking.

Oh gosh, am I still drunk?

The floor is vibrating and…

Now I see light at the end of the tunnel.

I should start running.

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None

via Daily Prompt: None

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There… the tree where I last saw your face.

You were looking at me, waving and keeping your place.

The wind gusted and howled.

You laughed and I scowled.

There was no time to save you – none.

I screamed for you to run.

You didn’t; at once, you were dead.

Now I have a ton of fire wood in my shed.

Mind Control

via Daily Prompt: Control

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How much control do I really have?

The only thing I can control is my mind.

So when I get that urge to sneak out of the house in the middle of the night, and slink down to the bad part of town I avoid like the plague, I have to beat those thoughts back with common sense. I have to control them.

It’s not easy.

I blame so many people, places and things when the battle becomes exhausting in this never ending war on my sanity – my life.

I haven’t been to that place, that hell, that devil’s den of bad choices in almost eleven years.

Those thoughts blossom in my mind when I get comfortable and complacent. They sprout like sick weeds in a garden of naive flowers.

No matter how many weeds I pull or kill, new ones grow and wait, searching for that weak crack in my foundation.

Control? I have enough to keep me alive.

The Daily Post – Apprentice: Don’t Do As I Do

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Dear Apprentice,

You are my future me, and I have to teach you to live if you want to really live.

First: Review my highlight tape, memorize it, burn it and do the exact opposite.

Some pointers:

Boys will pick on you and call you names. You’re going to want to cut yourself because you think you’re ugly. This is a lie. You are beautiful inside and out.

In 1986, you’ll bang your head on the edge of a concrete step and get a wicked concussion because of underage drinking. When you get home, don’t go to sleep. Tell your mother.

You’re going to want to skip school and hang out with an older boy. You won’t achieve your dream as a high profile lawyer living in New Hope this way.

Stay away from this boy.

If you don’t follow my wishes, you’ll marry this boy, attempt suicide again and almost succeed.

At some point, you’ll become addicted to drugs and will be stripping in New Jersey to cover your habit. You’ll also do ‘extra things’ to make money.

My apprentice, you are beautiful; smart; stunning.

Go to school. Follow your dreams.

Stay away from boys until you’re in your thirties.

You’re going to second guess yourself every step of the way while listening to the advice of fools and day job zombies.

This is a mistake. Follow your heart.

Trust me. I’ve been there.

Truly,

Your Predecessor.

 

Mixed Tape – #thedailypost

Put together a musical playlist of songs that describe your life, including what you hope your future entails. 

My life has been a seesaw of peace and calamity as well as joy and chaos. Can’t appreciate one without the other, right? If I really sat down to put a musical playlist of songs that describe my life, I’d be sitting here ’til next Tuesday.
So, I picked some songs that resonated with me during the decade.

Here is my lifetime mixed tape:

In the 70’s, my favorite music was disco and rock. I loved the Bee Gees. And I used to walk around the house singing ‘Staying Alive’ while playing my plastic Bee Gees guitar. Yeah, I still wonder why I’m not a famous rock star!

As I got older, I tip toed away from disco balls and bell bottoms and got into all things Purple and Rainy in the 80’s.

And then in my twenties, I went all kinds of crazy as I jumped from rap, to rock to grunge and then landed firmly on heavy metal in the 90’s.

In the 00’s, I got into heavier metal and also into the Philly scene of local musical artists.

These days, I listen to everything, although my heart is stapled to disco and heavy metal… which is hilarious when you really get down, get down into the mosh pit of it.
I’m seeing Metallica this week in Philly, but right now, my thing is the Sons of Anarchy soundtracks and any other kind of dark country.

My future entails excitement! A published book! Adventure!

What are some of your favorite tunes?