Songs! Songwriting!

I used to write quite a bit of poetry. Mostly venting, free-writing, nothing serious. A few of my older friends are actually incredibly talented musicians, and we were talking about lyrics. Anyway, long story short, I sent some of my lyrics to one of them, sort of a ‘use it if you can’ thing.

And he plans to turn some of them into songs! I am happy! I’d consigned them to the closet to rust, and for them to see the light of day again is awesome. So, I am SO looking forward to this!

This is one of the ones I didn’t send. Too long for a song, really, but I like it.

I Am

Love me
Hate me
Exalt me
Debase me

I am desire
I am sin
I am hell’s angel
I am all that you fear
I am your loathing
I am that creature in the corner

I am the dragon you claimed to slay
The image of all you wished to be
And feared becoming
I am the succubus
You condemn me in fear of your desire
Your perverted lusts my downfall
I am the woman
Trod beneath your manly stride
Serving a master I do not claim out of joy
Bound to your perceptions and desires
I am the slave
The one who bows before beggars
And stands proud before gods
I am the queen
Leading you to war
First to war
Last to retreat
I am the nightmare in the corner
Cursed and hated
Afraid to look me in the face
Unable to see your guardian angel

Hate me if you will
You cannot tear me down
You cannot destroy me
Your hate feeds me
Drives me forward
You shatter my heart
A million tiny shards
Never to be repaired or perfect
You scatter me about
Perhaps if I am not whole
Then I am not dangerous
Dream fool, dream

I am indeed not dangerous
I am deadly
You cannot fight me
Can’t see me in your foolishness
I am broken
Of no consequence
I am the kicked spaniel in the corner
Whimpering if you so much as look at me
You do not understand
The power of pain
The perfection of fury
Tear me apart again
And I will feed on my pain
I will take the shattered glass
And with it
I will defy any who seek to rule me

You broke me
You made me
You shattered me
You healed me
Now stand aside
And take a bow
Because your mistress
The one you will bow to forever
She stands here before you now
Feeding on the crushing pain
Drunk on broken hopes
Driven onwards by the knowledge
That she can never fail
As badly as you would have her fail
I am broken
I will be whole
I am wounded
I will heal
I am a slave
I will be free
I am hopeless
I will be the dreamer

I will show you the darkness
I will show you the strength
The thing that comes
When all else is gone
I will show you how to live
How to embrace death
And come alive
I will show you all there is too see
I am a dreamer
A cool shadow on the path
A warm fire on a cold evening
A shield in war
A pillow in the cool night
I am All
I am Nothing