hello i have been reading the posts on this site for a few weeks now and i just wanted to say it is so nice to see so much concern and understanding
it is hard to go thru these feelings alone and i can not talk to anyone for i will be judged and ridiculed, told to get a "hobby" or go volunteer somewhere
how could i help anyone else when i cannot even help myself
i remembered that song by don mcclean that came out sometime in the '70's i think and it always makes me feel better to hear it
i hope it is ok to post it here maybe it will touch your heart like it has mine
anyway thanks for reading my rambling
stay safe, S
Vincent (Starry, Starry Night)
Song by Don McClean
Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land
Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they did not how
Perhaps they'll listen now
Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left inside
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you Vincent
This world was never meant for one as
beautiful as you
Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget
Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
Now I think I know
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They did not listen they're not listening still
Perhaps they never will
Vincent van Gogh (1853-1890) Dutch Painter
it is hard to go thru these feelings alone and i can not talk to anyone for i will be judged and ridiculed, told to get a "hobby" or go volunteer somewhere
how could i help anyone else when i cannot even help myself
i remembered that song by don mcclean that came out sometime in the '70's i think and it always makes me feel better to hear it
i hope it is ok to post it here maybe it will touch your heart like it has mine
anyway thanks for reading my rambling
stay safe, S
Vincent (Starry, Starry Night)
Song by Don McClean
Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land
Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they did not how
Perhaps they'll listen now
Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left inside
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you Vincent
This world was never meant for one as
beautiful as you
Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget
Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
Now I think I know
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They did not listen they're not listening still
Perhaps they never will
Vincent van Gogh (1853-1890) Dutch Painter
