Inspired by Daily Post Photo Challenge – Layered
Dear Chester Bennington,
With what shall I say about you,
I’ve known none much of your music but yes, one thing I could always associate you with is your throat tearing vocal to the highest of the highest and to infinity and beyond.
I remember the days I made fun of your high screeching vocal ability because that is the only cue for me to recognize “Ah, that screeching singer guy has come finally” and I ignore but I ended up watching your entire music video.
I have few songs of yours in my playlist. I have been playing those on loop for no reason for long as I remember. Which means I have to admit I grew listening to LP though I did not realize that till now.
Never thought the day would come I would say this but yes, Linkin Park will never be the same without your screaming, screeching high pitched voice.
So, my dear Chester Bennington,
To me you will always be remembered as the guy with that high screech voice who was the catalyst for the band. Yes, I will miss your voice for sure.
Somewhere along the way I lost my path,
I belong somewhere; for sure I know
I miss those empty nights gazing at the moon with emptiness inside
I survive each day; but the voice inside me says, “but darling, you battle each day. You need to rest” – Yes, I miss those empty nights gazing at the moon with emptiness inside
To feel and do none itself is a blessing in disguise.
This spot, caught my attention while I was in search of a Graceful image to post.
“A plant has a power to creep over with its vine yet, so gracefully done”.
Albeit this bike is old & remains untouched for years, the vine grew untamed & wild which had room to creep over the bike and remains still.
A little deep introspect of this image made me realize we are this still bike. And, often or sometimes we allow our vine of thoughts to creep over & enthrall our minds making us go numb
Simple as it may seem to cut off the creeper plant off the bike but, how simple would it be to remove the creeping thoughts off the mind? (A rhetorical question!)
– Submitting in response to the Weekly Photo Challenge
Hush hush my little love;
Just between you and me
I’ve got something’ to say
want to get it straight
Before the sun goes down
– dc talk
Where’d you go?
I miss you so
Seems like it’s been forever
That you’ve been gone
– Fort Minor
I’m fascinated by the scarred detail on this tiled ground. Felt this could be perfect for the challenge update.
Images speak more than the words I have to say