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Let me tell you the tale,

of a girl who didn't stop,

who climbed up every mountain

without a pause upon the top.

She'd dance until each blade of grass, was clothed in drops of dew.

And the sun knew her by name

but the silver moon did too.

For a fear had settled in her bones;

a fear of sitting still.

That if you're not moving forward, 

it must mean you never will.

So in time her dance got slower

and she looked at all she'd seen,

but found gaps in all the places.

That she'd never fully been, for she was a human moving, human seeing.

But she'd never taken time,

to simply be a human being.

-EH

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Lying, thinking
Last night
How to find my soul a home
Where water is not thirsty
And bread loaf is not stone
I came up with one thing
And I don't believe I'm wrong
That nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.
- Maya Angelou

Out of the night that covers me,

      Black as the pit from pole to pole,

I thank whatever gods may be

      For my unconquerable soul.

 

In the fell clutch of circumstance

      I have not winced nor cried aloud.

Under the bludgeonings of chance

      My head is bloody, but unbowed.

 

Beyond this place of wrath and tears

      Looms but the Horror of the shade,

And yet the menace of the years

      Finds and shall find me unafraid.

 

It matters not how strait the gate,

      How charged with punishments the scroll,

I am the master of my fate,

      I am the captain of my soul.

- William Ernest Henley

holding back

I've always been good at that, unattached

Waiting for what's coming next

Things I know I should address

I feel more together when I am a mess 

 

 

That's for moments that just came and went

Made amends with you, then you overstepped

That's a line you never shoulda crossed

You got no respect

Stop with all the threats

Like the more I get to know you, I just know you less 

'Nother city I don't know well

Feeling too much like my old self

Backsliding, backsliding

Got me in the sad feels, got me at a standstill

Too much time alone is when it gets real 

 

I lie to myself and I, I can't handle it

Why do I waste so much time on things that I can't fix?

All these things I hold inside I just can't forget

Thought that I could let this go

 

But I ain't know that it would be like this, yeah

Like this (Like this)

I ain't know that it would be like this

Yeah, like this

I ain't know that it would be like this

 

Yeah, maybe I'm impossible to be with

I know that you got a thousand reasons

You prolly wanna leave, but don't know how, yeah

I don't hear a thing when you yell

Guess you like to hear your own voice, yeah

Got me standing here with no choice

I see they tryna guess, they got me all wrong

Look, I'm doing my best to try to stay calm

But I can't deal (Can't deal)

Feeling too much like my old self

Backsliding, backsliding

I just let the phone ring

We ain't even close, please

Throwing out opinions from the nosebleeds (Ayy, yeah)

Lot of issues that you don't see

Texts that I just won't read

Play it off, it cuts deep though

When I don't know who I'm close with

Going through the motions

Don't know who to trust when I (Yeah)

 

I lie to myself and I can't handle it

Why do I waste so much time on things that I can't fix? (Yeah)

All these things I hold inside I just can't forget (Nah)

Thought that I could let this go (Yeah)

 

But I ain't know that it would be like this, yeah (Woo, yeah)

Like this (Ayy)

I ain't know that it would be like this

(I ain't know that it would be like this, woo)

Yeah, like this (Like this)

I ain't know that it would be like this

(Like this), yeah (Yeah)

Like this (Like this)

I ain't know that it would be like this

Yeah, like this (Like this)

I ain't know that it would be like this

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