Louis Louis - Teitur

          If I could chain myself to this room every night, I would, I should. The set sun, close of day evokes a being in me - one that's possible or impossible, depending on the day, to control.

I'm so fucking sad. And, so fucking hungry.

IT'S ROARING. Its roaring hurts.
Its roaring aches my insides.

what would a little drink do?
what would a little sip cure?

If I didn't hunger, would it stop hurting?


I don't want to be hungry forever. And I don't want to be numb, unless that's the only option. I have to believe that's not the only option. When I don't, the being in me destroys the roaring sip by sip.

GOD! It hurts


I want a Daddy.    I want a Daddy!
All I've ever wanted is a Daddy, and look what I got for wanting one: addiction, abuse, abandonment, rejection, pain, sorrow, pain, sorrow.

"I get to love you through whatever comes.
    What a privilege."         He sings that to me.


The pain subsides, soaks back into the ocean of sorrow weighing my heart.

                      I'll never have a Dad.

My chest physically hurts right now. I'm sure it's a coincidence.

Now I'll go to my device-ive distractions.
There's no happy ending to this story.
Not today.


"Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you."

Somebody at church today had a word from God, a song: "Louis Louis."   My heart jumped when I heard the two identical words, connecting to a song I've loved since 2007, a song by Teitur.

I'll listen to it and see if God speaks anything to me. Maybe it has to do with that verse: "I know you."
Oh well, let's listen and see.

-I'm a delight. I have a lot to offer the world. This word from God, this song is an invitation out of hiding - the world needs my "music." The line says over and over "Come play us a song." I'm unique.


My mind and heart are ships with rudders and wheels, but then there's the wind.
I forget the wind. I forget my sails.
My tools maneuver well only when they work with wind and water.
A ship does more than turn; it sails.