A Dreamy Haunt Of Femininity and Orgasmic Nature

Token Of My Appreciation

A song about that feeing you get where it seems like nothing in your life is moving forward, you're at a dead end and have been for a very long time. Everything and everyone is moving past you. That feeling of invisibility feeding the overwhelming insignificance of each day that muddles by as you just continue to fight between trying and failing because your time has passed; or letting yourself wither away without ever trying to reach the dream, that up until now you couldn't stop envisioning for yourself. Your perfect ideal of life up until this THICK and unfamiliar hopeless fog hit you, you'd dreamed and made a promise to yourself to keep until you get there or die trying. 
You can't bring yourself to end it all because you've come too far, but you can't get out of the thickness, going back and fourth until you have nothing left to do but scream and sing into the void to the only one that listens.. a melody.

This is me having a conversation with the backing track's melody as if the music were a trusted friend I could confide in. I felt so hopeless at this time. 

I'm sure you'll agree that the feelings fit the description.

Her Redemption

Death Situation

::Broken

Dark and Ethereal Dream inducing soundscape. My music is an ever evolving attempt at sorting out the deep and gut wrenching feelings of emptiness, confusion and abandonment I've felt all my life. School felt like a fight, Never had any friends, I had to learn to fight men from a young age up until now, abuses followed me everywhere until I learned to abuse myself through other avenues yet still through it all there was always this light at the end of the tunnel called music where I could be whoever I wanted and create and scream into the void.  memicing the feelings that deep part of my soul, in my gut..that deep deep empty feeling. That void, music fills that and I just want to keep going until I can fully explain and express what this pain has felt like. I learned to hold things in and compile grievances. I've taken on so many unhealthy feelings and baggage that in turn I have become so inflated in toxicity. This is my only way of ridding myself of all the baggage emotionally I've carried stemming from all the misfortunes, all forms of abuse,racism, colorist attacks, the emptiness of never being enough, being judged, hurt, beaten, structurally stepped on and whispered about in secret. In creating I hope that one day I can feel lighter and unweighed down. To sum it all up what you hear is my attempt at healing my trauma.

Night Berry

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