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Bleed It Out

Updated: Jul 28

Yeah, here we go for the hundredth time

Ooosh, its been a while, huh? Where to start. Why that title? Good as any, I guess. 'shrugged shoulders emoji'

But, you know me now, I am choosy.

Shut up, I am!

Nottingham 5 Squadron Reunion does not count!

Bleed It Out is a song by Linkin Park, released around 2007, depending on what part of the world you live in.

It's good. Really good. I was fortunate enough to have seen them live in Birmingham.

I am also unfortunate enough to have the accolade, the same as of those at that concert, to have seen Chester Bennington's last ever live performance.

It was sublime.

And History. However it popped in to my head this evening and for the first time in longer than I care to consider or know, I wanted to write. And, it is because this lyric is coming:

Fuck, this hurts, I won't lie

Doesn't matter how hard I try

Half the words don't mean a thing. Wanna scare?

As I pasted those lyrics, they were sung through my 'generic speaker'.

No shit! Why that lyric?

Why do any lyrics pop in your head? I have no idea, they just do. You gotta roll with it, so Sally can wait, we're half way there, it's the final countdown, Hey Mickey, you're so fine....

See what I did there?

Thank me later. FUCK! I have been listening to the Linkin Park album as I write (Malbec flavoured brain juice is in flow) and Leave Out All The Rest came on.

Song lyrics:

And don't resent me And when you're feeling empty Keep me in your memory Leave out all the rest Leave out all the rest

Forgetting All the hurt inside you've learned to hide so well Pretending Someone else can come and save me from myself I can't be who you are I can't be who you are In December 2022, I posted this;

I will never change a post, because, as I have said previous, they are my thoughts at the time they are my thoughts as I write them and are true to my feelings, at that point in time. Time changes you.

Time spent changes you. History lingers.

History is a ghost that never stops to haunt. Some of you know who she is, know our history, know how we can be. Be kind, be respectful, I implore you. It is over, again. It was our last, I am confident that we both feel that way. It was intense, it was fun, it was typically us. No regrets, because time spent with someone always holds value, regardless of the outcome. Time to move on...

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