- The heart has to have both, elasticity and strength, and being opposing forces it alows the heart to do its function properly.…
and I was always there for her until the very end. Even though that I will miss you, and I'll think about you everyday you’ll always be my best friend, and that's all I have to say. I hope you’re in a better and happier place and I hope you’re always by my side guiding me through hard times because even thought you not with me you'll always live inside of me.…
So I can see how badly A this will hurt me B When you say goodbye A Keep it sweet E Keep it slow A Let the future pass E But don't let go…
In “Hands Like Ice” the author uses metaphors, similes, and tone to suggest that losing someone special can lead to hopelessness and sadness.…
Gabor Maté, in his article “Embraced by the Needle,” encourages people to understand the addiction to drugs is a result of deep unhappiness that occurs in an individual early in life (273-75). Maté shows in a Portland non-profit harm-reduction facility that he works at, the methadone prescribed does not help the emotional suffering that the addicts endure. Although methadone may halt the effects of withdrawal, there is no “high” created, according to Maté. He also asserts that drugs alone are not the source of addiction and that statistics show that only 8 per cent to 15 per cent of individuals who use substances, such as marijuana, become addicted. This small percentile margin of addiction, Maté argues, supports the position that addiction…
The poetic tone of the lyrics in “Getting Through” expresses the inescapable crushed and drawn-out feeling of heartbreak, while also hinting at its refusal to become extinct. “So I go on loving you,…” informs the reader that the heartbroken speaker is confronting the source of his or her pain (14). Unlike many narrators addressing the subject, this crushed soul is not begging to be taken back, but instead wants the oblivious cause to be aware of the uncontrollable and persistent love felt toward him and the torturous pain that has resulted. Unfortunately, as anyone who has ever had their heart broken knows, these words are futile as they go “…hurtling past,/ like a train off its track/ toward a boarded-up station,” (18-20). The speaker knows that this admission of love will not change anything, yet she still feels the need to express herself. There are no hints of hope or of a change of heart. In fact, it seems like the heart has been broken for quite a long time since there is a “deepening skin” of dust and the heart of the recipient is compared to “…a boarded-up station,/ closed for years,” (12, 20-21). The refusal, or possibly the inability, to move…
In comparing the Beatles song “In My Life” and “the Embrace” by Mark Doty, they are both written with so much emotion. The tone is sad and somewhat hopeful. The main theme in the song and in the poem is their love. They both talk about losing a loved one. When reading the poem and song to some extent everyone can understand or relate to the situations. Some are hopeful to have just a brief moment with their loved one, whether it is a dream or just reminiscing about the places and memories of them. Even though the two are three decades apart the message is the same. A lost love is irreplaceable and indelible. Love of any kind holds on persons heart and emotion. Both writers display a lot of emotion. The love that they speak of is a pure image of love. In both the song and poem it talks about love and loss. In both it is hard for the writer to remember their loved ones. They may even feel guilty for forgetting memories or certain features of this person or objects. But like a dream or a certain song those memories of that person or object will always bring you back to the day you were with that…
There is a certain pain that is felt whenever a loved one passes. Beyond sadness, it is hurt, it is anger, it is confusion, and an almost unidentifiable emptiness where the lungs should be. People who have not experienced such loss have a happy, if hazy, view of the world. Then, there are those who lose someone… a major someone... so very special. They do eventually move on, but the pain alters them forever. Ed Sheeran, in the song “Afire Love,” illustrates how the loss of an individual can impact everyone around them, young and old.…
In music, I compare my troubles and tribulations with the lyrics. Towards the middle of the piece, it begins to build up. When I was around 9 years old, my mom passed away from failure to receive a liver transplant. This hit my family hard and to this day, we are still haunted by the day God took her away. Since this is the middle of the piece, it's starting to have emotion and deep feelings within it. Anger, hurt, and sorrow was what I was feeling when my mom passed away. I was confused and mad at the world. I didn't quite understand why people had to die since I was only 9 after all. There was always a question of why and to this day, there still is.…
All I can or want think about is my family, the girls or my my friends and sadly the horrifying pain which I know won't last for long. I guess it's weird how time slows down, we your about to do but decide to use it wisely cause I don’t have much left, Its all most like if time is frozen around me. I remember a memory when I had it all, but I guess you don’t appreciate something until gone. It was one cloudy afternoon, it feels like centuries ago… I was being clasic me, being a prick and being funny, Ive changed so much, it's like we are two different people that wouldn’t get on with each other if they met.…
Then I come across you and I wished earth had just opened up and swallow me whole…I couldn’t leave, I had to face it and fake, act like I didn’t care….inside I was feeling like crap, thinking why I had letting this situation gone this far, why was I letting myself…
Men desired her and women courted her friendship. They always had. Somehow, for many years I had been the source of her happiness, but now when I turn and look at I her I merely see all the pain I have caused. As she sniffles in beat to my crying, I see the rawness in her tears, like her pain is an open wound.…
I look into the distance and think of her. I think of what she meant to me. She had loved me and I had…
In the words, “And once it is closed, you no longer see what is underneath, what started the pain.” I see the lyrics, “Well you wouldn’t believe what I’ve been through” reverberating the sentimental value of those words, once you hide a problem for so long it becomes unbelievable to those who have never met you or know your past, so it is as if nothing…
Then it hit me, what if she dosen’t like me anymore, what if she thinks I look ugly, what if she thinks I am weird. Couldn’t wait to see her, but I still couldn’t stop thinking about what was going to happen I had butterflies in my stomach. We pulled up into her driveway I thought I was going to pee in my pants. We saw her mom waiting in the garage.…