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Unbreakable
Unbearable
State of woe
An emotional truth
No fear that I’ll lose
My way
A graphene chasm
No one can fathom
The Claustrophobic
The systematic
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Graphene & Blue
Unbreakable
Unbearable
State of woe
An emotional truth
No fear that I’ll lose
My way
A graphene chasm
No one can fathom
The Claustrophobic
The systematic
Fall into blue
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I’ve spent 9 weeks alone You’ve spent 9 weeks, not completely whole
Needles and tubes breaks your skin, while this loneliness breaks all will Bones & sinews, they grow back. But bended souls, keep their cracks. For what is left after death? Laughter? Memories? Or the sadness I’ve kept, this sadness I’ve kept since before I could ride. Hiding somewhere far to deep to find.
Bedridden in pain, where your mind has taken free rein. I’ve been able to move, if we ignore that time I got admitted too
It’s not your fault you don’t know where you are, it’s not your fault you can’t remember what’s been said.
Pain will be the only thing you feel for a while.
But for the rest of your time, you’ll be alive.
a little lost //a constant present
When light is not enough to show the way
Use fire and burn down whatever you see
Then walk across the burnt down path
But, remember; whenever a fire rises
All that you’ll see is inside yourself
A reflection of all emotions
A window to every corner of your soul
Liberty in Death
TW: Death
In an honest attempt
To purge my flesh-made shell
I succumb to demons, they know me well
From bones to sinew I feel their claws
My heart is purified as they take me by dawn
A trip, a path, familiar to few
Shapes and shadows along the way
Keep me company, dare I say:
"Silence the only promise ever kept" ?
For in the eternal sleep
I find that I've always dreamed of
A freedom so pure, free from all that I abbhor
No need for light nor air
Death leaves here: love and despair
Random Ramblings January 11th // My addictions.
That title doesn't leave anything to the imagination does it? Well let's see if I can elaborate a little. When I was 8 years old I started gambling might seem crazy but you gotta understand the situation. My family is half Finish. So every year a couple of times a year we travel to Finland from Stockholm where I grew up. On the ferry over there are these slot machines that anyone can use. Literally anyone. No one cares how old you are on these things. They are pretty much everywhere on every floor. I never new it was illegal to gamble for money until I was 14. So yeah I just to use these things and I realised that the most fun about going on these trips when I was a kid wasn't visiting family or friends. It was to spend an hour or two in front of that slot machine playing away ever penny I had or could get out of my moms purse (sorry mom). I have a lot of luck when it comes to gambling (none when it comes to love). Last time I gambled I won 20 bucks. Not so much you might think my bet was 2 so I won ten times my bet. But there has been a lot of times I've lost as well. I realised that I love to gamble I love the rush of it the excitement just before you see if you've won or not. It's a great feeling. I got into my first casino when I was 16 and gambled away a couple of hundred bucks I had earned during the summer. And holy shit it was fun. Also with this I have realised I am an addict. Not to gambling per say but I have a seriously addictive personality. I grew up with an addict, so this doesn't surprise me necessarily. Anything I enjoy in life I can't have a healthy relationship with. Gambling & sex are probably the ones that harm me the most. I am not a rich person does that stop me from gambling away 250 bucks that wasn't mine?? Nope. I am not a person who enjoys random sex with complete strangers, so random that I didnt even ask their name. Does that stop me? (You guessed it) Hell no. I realise that this might be blamed on my dad cause of his addiction & my mom has addicts in her family as well. But then again it's not their fault. I am addicted to anything I like. My process of getting over someone usually goes. ¤ Random sex ¤ Gambling ¤ Venting out in song lyrics. When ever I am not in the process of getting over someone it's more under control (I think). The whole sex thing is basically this: I don't like random sex, it's not my thing. If you like go ahead do it as much as it fills your needs and don't let anyone say you're wrong. But for me it beats me down every time I do it because it isn't with her (lame I know but still). Best way to get over it? Have more sex and for that moment in time just forget everything and enjoy a new experience with a new person. Then after that the feeling of loneliness and complete hopelessness returns because again it isn't with her. When ever I'm not getting over someone I still don't like sleeping with someone I don't know certain friends. Sure, by all means. But at least I know them for me it's important. If I just have random sex I'll feel ill and I'll feel like more and more worthless by the second after we are done. This text serves no purpose other than helping me admit for myself I have an actual problem with these things.
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My first time was when I was 11
Random Ramblings Oct. 1th / I'm an insomniac
So I can't sleep. That's basically it. Thanks for reading! No but honestly this shit is getting fucking retarded. Sleep is incredibly personal not in the sense of a private matter more like it's personal cause everyone has their own relationship with it. My relationship with sleep went to shit when I was 10 I don't remember a night where I have slept in complete peace. Other than with the help from sleeping pills. I'm gonna be 20 in a couple of months so that's gonna be half my life consumed by all these thoughts. Thoughts I can't read. Thoughts I don't want to fucking know about. I don't know why my brain goes into overdrive when I'm trying to sleep. Just like most things in life it has its ups and downs. One night could be alright with the following three I don't sleep at all. When I do sleep without the help from drugs it's either that I can't fall asleep until early morning or I wake up like from a nightmare sweating like a pig. It's always the same. The drugs however are awesome. If you ignore the fact they give me a hangover. The kind where I have to eat medicine for the headache and struggle to stand from the dizziness. While trying to not throw up is the easiest of all the side effects. My relationship with sleep is what pop music has turned into in the mainstream media. Complete shit, soulless and distant of all genuine love. As if God decided to rip the wings of his angels himself. As I'm finishing up writing this it's close to 4 o'clock in the morning in 5 hours I'm gonna be up wishing my dad a happy 73d birthday. Regardless of how I feel about not being able to sleep or how tired I am I'll never let it affect my smile or the time I have with the ones I love.
Moments like these I wish I had a gun. This is my favourite place in the whole world I always go here to find peace or when I am sucidal. But for the last 45 minutes I have been having a panic attack and seriously considering doing several stupid things while sitting here. Thank God for the Haunted gets those emotions out. There is always a way believe me.
Random Ramblings July 23
Hello, Hai.
Don’t know why but thats how I wanna start this shit tonight. So this was my first day off work in a while..... like the last 6 months.
AND I HAVENT DONE JACK-SHIT!!
A while ago I started to realize that I defined my persona based on my accomplishments. Its fucking stupid I know. Don’t know if I’m alone with this? (probably not). A friend of mine pointed it out actually. Don’t think I would have realized this without her. Back to the point the odd thing is that for the first time since well forever. I don’t feel like I am defining myself like that.
I feel like I am letting go (in a good way) And letting myself be a little lazy from time to time. Previously if i didn't have a productive day or if my songwriting was shit which for the most part it is. Anyway now thinking back in retrospect. I would start feeling really low. I would start minimize myself as a person. Think I was worthless, think I was a waste of space and oxygen (you know completely normal and rational things to think NOT).
For the first time for as long as I can remember I don’t feel like that... Its weird. But its good trying to change mentality is hard don’t even know yet if I’m able to do it. We will see. The more I am writing these type of posts the more I realize how broken I am. But, fuck it. Time for some Royal Blood.
Something that happens a lot is that I’ll absolutely fall in love with a band then decides to start a new band based around the sound of the one I fell in love with. These decisions are often made during the same hour I discover the band or rediscover them.
Sometime this obsession ends with actual songs in other cases like this nothing more then a Name and an Album cover.
How ever this is actually happening and I am writing songs for this. Why just this and not the other hundreds I have fantasised about you might ask???
This is based on not just a single band but several. Bands like:
Monuments
Periphery
TesseracT
Meshuggah
Gojira
Just imagine the grooves with inspirations like these.
Random Ramblings 22th of July
“Hey good looking what you got cooking”
Weird of me to reside Hanks Williams lyrics when I’ve been listening to Periphery all day. But how else are you gonna start one of these????
I think I’m losing intresset in everything.
Well that’s not true but I'm definetly losing interest in most things.
I was in the studio the entire day recording this amazing band. The singer is the girl I asked out but this isn’t about that.
I just to look forward to these things. Now I don’t. At first I thought it was just the whole music thing and how I somehow decided to quite music.
After a lot of thought went into the whole matter I realised it’s not my attitude towards music, it’s towards life/people/socialmatters.
I won’t stop doing music it means to much to me. The fact that I promised to kill myself if I can’t support myself on doing music says a lot.
I feel like a mental mess (to be honest when haven’t I been that?? I can’t fucking remember).
I have social anxiety it has never been so bad but today was pretty rough. I just talked to the band memebers as normal but when ever I wasn’t the one talking my only impulse was to get the fuck out.
But then I would have missed out on the whole recording process and creating something beautiful (and I didn’t wanna miss that).
I think I need a break from well, everyone. The whole human race, and all the social constructs we have created. Because my mind is fucking boiling with whatever the fuck is going on inside of there.
I stopped listening to the voices in my head a long time ago.
For a long time I haven’t really reacted to whatever has been going on around me.
Everything has gone on like normal and I have just been along for the ride. I work with a lot of people as a youth leader. But whenever something happens that needs my attention I just switch on auto mode and my brain, body and mind. Act, say and react like nothing.
Some would find it realising just like “Yeah I’ve done this a million times before, this is easy.” I am actually scared of it.
Meaning I can’t remember a lot of the interactions I have had with people. It’s like my brain suppresses it from me so I won’t have to think about it. Eveeything I say everything I do is done by me but I just constantly feel like it’s not me. I feel more and more distant from everything and everyone. And the fact that I have said things with remembering them scares me.
So actually let me refrase one of the lines in the beginning of the text.
I’m not “Loosing intresset in everything.”
I’m not there for most things.
I don’t know why.
I wish I did.
Don’t know if it’s anxiety over having to talk to people.
Or if it’s something else.
Random Ramblings July 20th - Stories from the underground
I don’t really have anything good to write I just need to clear my mind.
My work is pretty interesting,I’m balancing currently 3 jobs. Youth leader, live audio engineer for local bars and recording engineer for my own studio.
I’m currently on my way to the youth center. It’s 7 am and I stink like a fucking sewage. The youth center were I work is roughly 70-90 minutes from my place. And the trip there every morning has now become so mundane that it feels like 5 minutes. Or if I’m tired 20 minutes.
I just find myself thinking how fragile I actually am in the morning. If you knew me you would probably say I’m not an angry person. I might have ADD and be a irritating mouth runner. I’m not angry, like ever.
But in the morning if something happens it fucks me up for that entire day. And I’ll he grumpy, but not angry.
Anger is something I have been afraid of my entire life. Who would I hurt if I get angry? I’m not that physically strong, but still.
I guess all the years of listening and playing metal has calmed me down to a constant state of chill. I can honestly say I would be locked up or dead if I didn’t have music in my life.
But there are things music can’t vent out. And I’m afraid the anger I feel over those certain aspects of my life is catching up. I’m just waiting to snap and punch through another wall (yes it has happened).
Smart people would say “Go to a psychiatrist!" But I prefer writing it down to get it out of me. Which means I have to stay calm while writing or I’ll break my phone.
But what happens when I’m done writing this shit?
Random Ramblings July 19th: The story about a girl.
So there is this girl….
Yeah I’m not gonna turn this into to one of those: “I have the best girl in the world” or “I Love this girl but we can’t be together.”
Bullshit stories, fucking all of them.
But this is about a girl still, Lets call ger S. This girl took my world by storm. She Is the closest I have ever had to a safe person for my panic attacks (look it up if you don’t know what the fuck I’m talking about). And just generally is a great human being. I do know I love her just don’t know if it’s a friendly love or a romantic one (yes there is a difference get with the times people).
What am I about to complain about?
Short answer: Me.
But let’s back up a little bit here. I’m gonna tell the story of how I fell for her. How I asked her out. And talk about how all I can think about now is the moment she said no.
A generall warning, my description is gonna sound romantic. Looking back there was zero romance involved (I think). Or is this description only romantic in my head?!?!??
So I get this offer to record my friends band. I say yes. And it’s during these recording sessions I got to know her somewhat. In the studio and “work environment” she is kinda shy, really quiet. And she came across as this type of introverted character. Well I fell for her. But not in the actual studio itself. But all the time we spent outside the studio. After a long day of recording S. And I would sit and just talk she would open up and I got to se a whole other side of her. Not her shy and sort of introverted persona the one where she is telling stories and jokes. We wouldn’t take the same bus home but our buses did share the same platform. So what happened after a while was that she and I would sit there and wait for the bus. After one or two times where we would just sit there and talk she said. “I’m gonna take the next one.” To which I replied. “As long as you’re here I’m here.” There is roughly 30 minuts between every bus. She skipped that one as well as the next one and took the third one home. During all of this time we are talking, telling horrible jokes (we have a similar sense of humour) and just enjoying each others company. Or at least I was enjoying hers.
This happened repeatedly and for every time we spoke I felt like she opened up even more and I opened up to her she knows things I have NEVER shared with anyone else. I never dared talk about it before her.
She is an amazing soul. Don’t get me wrong she is beautiful, she has a big smile that makes me smile whenever I see it. But I didn’t fall for her looks, I feel for her soul.
So yeah at this point I’m crushing on her big time (NO FUCKING SHIT?!?).
Then I left town for a bit to get away and visit family in friends in my mothers home country. Where out of the blue she started texting me. And the whole. Sharing and talking like we did waiting on the bus continued. We texted a lot (I think, where does the line go for like sending texts to sending a lot of texts go?). I think I fell for her more even then if it is possible.
When I got back I asked her out which I can say honestly. I have met my biggest idol in life. Joe from Gojira I have never been as nervous as those few seconds before I opened my mouth to ask for a picture with him. This was more nervracking to be honest. We had been out with a couple of friends they decided to bail to go and smoke some weed. We kept on walking around talking some what (just a few word or phrases we were TIRED). And just watching the sun rise over the bay. The sun is reflecting in the beautiful water as the city is coming to life and all the shadows from every corner of every house is taking shape on the sidewalk.
This time I didn’t wait with her I could see how tired she was she didn’t really have the energy to socialise. Slightly drunk at 4 o'clock in the morning (who knew). So we said good bye and off I went. I got about 50 meters from the bus stop (keep in mind we hade spent hours together I still hadn’t asked her out). I turned my ass around went back down, taped her on the shoulder and said: “I forgot somethig.” I asked her out there and then.
She didn’t have an answer so we would talk about it later.
Fast forward a couple of days. We are back in the studio heading out for something to eat and on the way back from the sushi place she said no.
I am repeating that in my brain as we speak it’s the only thing I think about when I wake up, it’s eating me up inside. At the same time I am really happy. I got my answer, sure it isn’t the answer I was hoping for. But in a month I’m gonna feel 10 times better than I would do if I never asked her out and just sat and fantasised about her saying yes. (Or maybe more likely one time better at least)
Now we get to the real part of this story.
I don’t hold anything against her. I still care about her and only want her to be happy.
I don’t blame me either really……
BUT.
I only find myself thinking: “But if I would have done this, or this? Maybe she would like me.”
That would mean being someone else. I don’t do that really well. Seriously ask my old acting teacher (I fucking stink at acting).
What do I have to complain about? Well the fact that I have made a promise to myself to never fall in love (stupid I know, fuck you). And still this happens. Love is wonderful and great but I figure it’s not for me. I don’t love myself enough to to love anyone else (truly). So why did this happen?? I haven’t been interested enough in anyone else for years. And now this.
I grew up in a hose hold were feelings should be ignored and replace with rational thinking. So just from that alone this bugs me. My parents love each other and the show affection openly. But feelings shouldn’t control your decision. Rational thinking should.
I can’t help these feelings I realise that but. An on/off switch for this particular one wouldn’t be wrong. Over the years I have learnt to ignore: happiness/excitement and pain. Not physical but emotional pain.
I don’t think I’m supposed to be loved. Maybe I am I’m just to stupid to see it whatever the fuck is wrong with me that every single girl I have asked out has said no. I just to joke around and say “I have a no-list.” A list of all the people who has said no. It’s actually just more of a number more than an actual list of names.
So yeah.
Hey it's been a while/I'm quiting Music - Random Ramblings July
So yeah hello to myself cause I'm the only one reading these. As of I am writing this I am in the weirdest of places. Not so mulch physically but mentally. The last week I have had more breakdowns then I have ever in my life all because of no sleep and way to much work. I asked out a girl I really care for and I'm pretty sure I am gonna stop with music forever. But let's start in the beginning. My sleeping habits has gotten worse (again) I'm up for a couple of days then I sleep for a couple of hours. The worst breakdown was at work. I started to throw up. Uncontrollably throw up. That was the lowest point for me I think. The one and only time were I had said to my boss "I'm too tired I need to go to sleep." So she borrowed me he taxicard and of I went. To most people (normal people) it's completely natural to just call in sick when you haven't slept for 50 hours+ I'm not normal and my work ethic wouldn't allow that. Being tired is no reason to skip work. Up until a point I now realise. I broke down a Thursday want home sleeps through most of Friday and felt like shit the entire Saturday. So the girl. What can I say I fancy someone or fancied? Don't really know how to describe it but I'm getting ahead of myself. I met her while recording her band she's the vocalist. And she is bloody amazing. I first started to think of her as a love interest (I think) one of those nights were we would just sit and talk and she would skip one bus then the next then the next. It was during those talks I got to know her. Not her professional side but her interest in life and her personality. Which is what I fell for. Don't get me wrong she is beautiful but so is here soul. The Saturday when I was still sick after breaking down we had plans. To grab a cup of coffe. Although she had misread my intentions and wondered if her friend could tag along. I agreed cause at that point I was still to much of a pussy to actually ask her out over text. To cut a long story short I asked her out (properly) the next time I ran into her and she said no. I could describe the situation where I asked her out but I would probably just paint it up to be really romantic now in heigh sight, maybe not so much romance involved. So let's just skip that. As of I am writing this it's been a couple of days since I got her response. I'm wondering when do you get over a crush?? I haven't been in this situation for years. The reason being I have never gotten a yes when asking someone out. I think I have forgotten how this feels I guess. I don't wanna use the "L-word" to describe this but yeah. Love is crazy and stupid. It's not like I am losing sleep over her. I'm just constantly thinking about the moment when she said no. And it's bugging the hell out of me. So the whole music thing. I have realised that doing music isn't for me. It's been my life for as long as I can remember but it's now I'm starting to think. "Is it worth it?" All the nights with out sleep all the anxiety I feel when ever I do something it isn't enough. It's just pure dogshit. My love for music will never die but my guitar playing days might be over. Music was introduced to me as a toddler I picked up the guitar when I was eight years old. I'm getting my first band tattoo in a couple of weeks. When I was a teenager going through a time of depression I made a promise to myself. If I don't make it in music I'm gonna kill myself. I haven't been suicidal for a couple of years know. But considering everything that has happened. My lack of interest in music and just life in general. I think I'm gonna call it a day and just stop with music. Then the whole kill myself part well a promise is a promise still, isn't? Nah fuck that last part I like Gojira to much I'm sticking around.
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