I wrote this late last year while going through a pretty bad time mentally and emotionally. What do us songwriters do? We write, we exorcise the demons. Therapy.
I was inspired naming it with this article Rhino
words:
Shine a light upon my mountain
But I’m still filling up on dread
World hovers on my shoulders
The past, the present the future then I’m dead
Release, release Rhinos
Unreachable devastation
The Meditation said
To look outside my inner anger
See what Buddha said
I’m making up preservation
I’m talking to the wise
The mechanics of coping
Are practiced many times
When I’m a lone with the demons
I set in motion lots of dealing
On my darkest days
My instruments of adjustment
Stop mental state delays
© Claudine West 2014
Claudine West Music 