Tag: domestic violence music

Stop Carrying Secrets-Amethyst Shards

This song came to me for a contest last year. It is a collaboration between a few musicians on Broadjam. Sometimes I use my gift of music to bring awareness to a situation that needs to be changed. This song talks about the secrets we carry around – like skeletons. 1 in 4 women are affected by domestic violence. Although she may not say it. She may be afraid to talk about it, I was. Because then it is REAL.

 

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Amethyst Shards

©2013 Words by Diana Rasmussen
Music by Chameleon
Produced/Mixed/Mastered by Protilius Productions

 

She carries her secrets
around in a box
hides them in darkness
keeps them locked

Amethyst Shards
in the depths of her heart
rattling around
like skeletons

Amethyst shards
are falling down like
houses of cards

Shoves the box
under the bed
some things are not
meant to be said

Amethyst shards
in the depths of her heart
are falling down
like houses of cards

buries her memories
stuffs all her pain
hoping they’ll never
come up again

Amethyst Shards
in the depths of her heart
rattling around
like skeletons

Amethyst shards
are falling down like
houses of cards

love is the key that unlocks
Yes love is the key that unlocks

Amethyst Shards
in the depths of her heart
are falling down
Amethyst Shards
in the depths of her heart
are falling down

fragments of herself
locked in darkness

Amethyst shards
falling down like
houses of cards

 

 

Image Source: http://www.edytaandco.com/2013/03/interior-design-accessories-amethyst-gemstone-box/

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Just Chill

I wanted a song that talked about the darkness, and depression.  There are so many people who suffer from this.  Then the light came, through a tiny opening, and shone into my Darkness.  If there is a shadow, there is a light! The light led me out to freedom.  I pray that Light shines in your darkness today, as only He can, and you take his hand and come out…

This song is a collaboration with a friend in New Mexico.  His name is Nathan, and he runs Protilius Productions.  He wrote and produced this song, I just added my lyrics and vocals.

JUST CHILL
2013 Lyrics by Diana Rasmussen
Music by Protilius

Sounds of depression
remembering rejection
hope turns to despair
black roses everywhere

keep hearing echos
voices in my mind
repeating endless lies
evil in disguise

need a white knight
make the wrong things right, tonight
Just Chill, Be still,
Just Chill, Be still

want a bright light
in the darkest night, tonight
Just Chill, Be still,
Just Chill, Be Still

outta sight, rewrite
Distress, exit stage right
Just Chill, Be still,
Just Chill, Be Still

Feelings up and down
like a burial ground
loneliness surrounds
my empty ghost town

don’t have the answers
nothing matters
too many questions
living in depression

When the demons flee
changes my reality
Now I can see
no more insanity

need a white knight
make the wrong things right, tonight
Just Chill, Be still,
Just Chill, Be still

want a bright light
in the darkest night, tonight
Just Chill, Be still,
Just Chill, Be Still

outta sight, rewrite
Distress, exit stage right
Just Chill, Be still,
Just Chill, Be Still

You collected all my tears
Your presence calms my fears
Just Chill, Be still
Just Chill, Be Still

LINKS:
Protilius at: protilius.com

Cold Bathroom Floor (may trigger)

Cold Bathroom Floor

©2013 Diana Rasmussen

black tile

When his shouting starts
she just runs away
locks the door
curls up on the
cold bathroom floor
He pounds on the door
with his angry fist
quoting his Bible
and screaming
“You have to obey!”
A tear falls from her face
as she begins to sway
She counts the tiles on
the cold bathroom floor
rocks her numbness away
hopeless and afraid
love shouldn’t hurt this way
she carries her secrets like stones
laying them out on the floor
square by square, tile by tile
she rocks not to feel anymore
She looks at the razor
on the side of the tub
will it make the
pain go away?
she doesn’t want
to go one more day
the darkness is
calling her name
she carries her secrets like stones
laying them out on the floor
square by square, tile by tile
she rocks not to feel anymore
Such trauma and abuse
so many bruises
why don’t they see?
what he’s doing to me?
she carries her secrets like stones
laying them out on the floor
square by square, tile by tile
she rocks not to feel anymore

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