Anastásia Divine (My Musical Persona)

Tuesday, July 28, 2009 Mellyssa A. Diggs 0 Comments

The name distinguish my other side
Not too much an opposite
But something that cannot hide
That is the name, Anastásia Divine.

There is no such thing as a voice of reason
The pain of my inner self
Doesn’t seem to be leaving
The name develops more than just a musical stage name

You don’t have a clue
The meaning to this persona
The pain and loneliness cause this too
Wondering If love and happiness is existent.

I think irrational when it comes to my feelings.
On and on, only to give back to those in need
There don’t seem to be any healings.
But like the original, the generosity is still there.

It is to be known I do not need anyone
Never needed any unreliable man
I will stand there and not run from no one.
This persona protects my already shattered heart of mine.

Lacking the ability to trust anyone
Only my education and music career in mind
There you have it.
All the pain and loneliness cause the full persona of Anastásia Divine.

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Where Are You? My Special Someone

Monday, July 27, 2009 Mellyssa A. Diggs 0 Comments

I am trying to figure out
I want to say something
What is this about?
I want you to understand

Why can’t I find you?
My wonderful brown skin
My heart has already been torn in two
Mend it back together for me.

That special someone has to be somewhere
Someone to hold me tight
And call me in the middle of the night
Step down to what is left of my heart.

Let yourself be known to me
I am tired of being alone
I am tired of the games.
I wish that special someone was here for my eyes to see.
But does he exist?

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Artist's Hands

Sunday, July 26, 2009 Mellyssa A. Diggs 0 Comments

I see the world
Artistically
At the palm of my hand
These artist hands

These hands
African American brown
Changing the world
With a simple brush stroke

The brown skinned tone
Creating art on its own
The structure of the hands
The constant flow

The vibe of creation
Nothing of its bare minimal
Don’t want to stop
But create more of it

My own style
Tapping to my own beat
Corrupted in my own way
Instant gratification

Inspired by these artists hands
Through the sound of my own voice
Through a stroke of a pen
Where ever my heart may land

The feel and flow to another world
In words I cannot explain
How I see this world?
Through the artistic expression of my own hands.

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DreamCatcher

Wednesday, July 01, 2009 Mellyssa A. Diggs 0 Comments

My heart has shut down
My body is still alive
The atmosphere is loud
But my soul is shot down

I am trying to not think this way
But it not up to me
I cannot even choose
Because my dreams I cannot see

Catch me in never-ending memories
Erase those fears
Something short of amnesia
Or just make me believe.

Make these tears disappear
Return my once belonged happiness
Or let my dreams appear
For someone be my dreamcatcher.

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