Slipping through the night
I almost held my breath
wanted to blink twice
but I pushed and did it anyway
dont grab my hand
I want to be free
Jumping from the sky
into the sea
Slipping through the night
I almost held my breath
wanted to blink twice
but I pushed and did it anyway
dont grab my hand
I want to be free
Jumping from the sky
into the sea
I can only make for myself the life I create
The pain I harbor follows me like a steel knife
And my feelings punish me for having emotions
If I cease them, they fail to breathe and let lie
I try to hope for tranquility
But hope doesn’t pursue truth
Truth hurts but sets me free
Dead like Taurus
Her eyes are white
Yellow bowls of cries
Her green fields sacrament among the skin
Boiling hearts torn through terror
Dead like Taurusmy thoughts tingle as the sensation severs through my lungs
my throat begins to soften as i say your name gracefully
all the pain spills out like the surpresent has dissapeared
I hurl my feelings at you as if im about to break
I beat and beat my fingers against my temples
as i anxiously wait for your voice to find my ear
and i slowly slip silently into a soiled world of delusion
where your hand meddles against my heart holding me far from pain
i can only vision what i want
reality itself bites at me and wants me to kill to feel happy
and although i let that thought gnaw at me, i never will
waiting for what i want will only soothe mind
for what i want, you would not give me
for the need to want me was never there
I worte this a while back, listening to Jewel today I felt her song Don’t related in a way
After watching Camille starring Greta Garbo, I feel melancholy but in an amazing way. I’ve been watching a lot of her films lately, they all seem to be sad and evoke too much emotion from me. Her performance in each film I think is outstanding; she is very much a great expressive actress with her facial expression, body language and tone. Visually these films speak to me, the element of black and white which uses stunning shadows to create essence, luminance and emotion within the narrative. The decadence of the era these films were created in speaks through the lavish set and dress, which makes me wonder what beauty I would see if it was in colour. Nonetheless black and white is never a let down, it highlights how grand the production design is, it allows for the use of imagination and the tones from grey white to the blackest black brings the colour to the film. Even if the plot of the film is not appealing to some, Garbo’s performance speaks for itself, she brings the script to life, to imagine another actress in this role would take away the sincerity that Garbo brings. Ironically Garbo’s character in the film Marguerite speaks about how she prides herself on her sincerity. The script and performance speaks for itself.
Check out the Camille Clip link 🙂
One of my favourite scenes from Camille, Garbo brings realism to the character Marguerite.
The composition so simple but effective…