Like the moon held captive in the night sky,
I am suspended in my reality unable to breathe.
My true freedom is a vague memory.
My personal space exists only in the lens of a camera.
Vague reflections of a life I once had are mirrored in that glass.
All I wanted was to reflect my passion through my art.
Fragmented moments alone are stored deep in memory,
treasured few blinks in time that I can grasp and hold tight.
I envy that moon, alone in the night sky
surrounded by stars unable to bridge the distance.
Solitude escapes me.
Written for the 100 Word Song Challenge over at My Blog Can Beat up your Blog. You should check it out and follow him if you are not already.
I got to choose the song this week and I chose Limelight by Rush. (yes, it’s a Canadian band and I am Canadian). Although the song has a great rock beat in typical Rush style, there is a sadness behind the words that I felt compelled to share. Neil Peart struggled with their rise to fame and the lack of courtesy shown by fans and paparazzi. Being in the “Limelight” isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.