Big things are coming!

Hello everybody!

I am back from yet another long break from writing, and I’ve got some new things for you to check out. The first one would be a brand new song that I featured in on New Years day(Link will be at the bottom of the post) and there are a couple projects still being worked on and will be released at a later date.

If you’re wondering why I haven’t been seen posting for a while, it’s because of not having any wifi at my apartment or a phone, or a computer. I’ve totally flown off the grid and have been completely refreshed! New year, new me? Pft. New year, same me, different habits, is how I would explain it.

Anyways! I’ve gained a couple followers since my disappearance, and I want to welcome them and thank them for the follow ❤

So, like I was saying earlier, I started writing some more music, and finally got into a recording studio at my friends place, and here is the song we created on the most hung-over day of my life.

I hope to have some more projects and more picture prompts for you all soon!


Love, Melissa The Libra. ❤


We don’t talk anymore!

Sorry my absence on WordPress recently, it has really been a hectic couple of months. I am working on some new songs in the studio and have been working with a couple of amazing people who are trying to do right on this planet. Check them out here >

They are working towards a better more sustainable way of living that wont destroy our planet, and are making really amazing music and have some suh-weet projects rumbling about.

Anywho, I will return to writing very soon, I promise. :3


Love, Melissa aka The Libra.


Guts and Glory | Lyrics

I think that the universe made us family for a reason,

You know how many times mom hit a home run in a season, yeah

Ain’t she always preaching, that if we do it ourselves the world don’t need a reason to bring out their demons

But in the end people don’t listen to reason, they listen to respect

But to get respect is a whole different story, ain’t nobody got no guts and no glory these days

All they care about is getting paid, they don’t appreciate the smaller things in life

And they don’t care about who back they stab with that knife,

So be careful of who to trust, cause when the going gets tough, most people wont stay

So I say hey,  let me be, I just wanna do me and stay away from all the negative energy

So I say hey, I’m just trying to be free, I’m just trying  be free

Some days it fees like I got so much to say and not enough time,

So when I start writing my rhymes it’s the one way I have to shine a light on the dark parts of my mind,

so no longer am I blind, because even the smallest things come out in due time,

You just gotta wait it out with a patient mind, and at the end of it all, you’ll be alright.

So I say hey,  let me be, I just wanna do me and stay away from all the negative energy

So I say hey, I’m just trying to be free, I’m just trying  be free


I wonder | An original song

I wonder when you changed

when the streets became your haven

why you have to inject your happiness

into your veins

I wonder if it was because I wasn’t there

and you were left to fight this battle on your own

I wonder if it’s my fault

maybe if I stayed you’d know better

I remember when we were kids

looking up to rockstars

skipping school because they never understood

how it was to be us

Now a days I dont even know who you are

I don’t even recognize your scars

Maybe its because

they’re covered up by track marks

I wonder when you changed

and why we never stayed the same

like our promise to always stay sane

I wonder when you changed



So I wrote this song in tears. It’s very personal to me… I had to get it out there, I’ve lost too many people to hard drugs.

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A Letter In Blood | Picture Prompt Challenge #2

“Cancer patients are lied to, not just because the disease is (or is thought to be) a death sentence, but because it is felt to be obscene — in the original meaning of that word: ill-omened, abominable, repugnant to the senses.”

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Dear Maria,

I am not afraid to tell you that I am dying. I hope that you understand that I am not afraid of my death. I embrace it with a smile on my face. I am, however, afraid to leave the people I love behind so abruptly. I can’t begin to express the sorrow I feel knowing that I will never be able to see your beautiful happy smiling face again. There is a darkness in the bottom of my heart, one that has swallowed me whole, I am afraid. This disease of mine, every day I feel it tearing me apart. The doctors tell me they are trying their hardest to fix me, but I have come to believe that I am unfixable.

Oh, my beloved Maria. I write to you in my own blood, as a sign of my eternal love for you. With the last hours of my life looming over my head, this is all I have to offer you; I will wait for you to join me. So live your life, love again, and when all is said and done, I will be waiting by heavens gates to see that same happy smile on your face.

Love yours truly,




This is the second addition to the picture prompt challenge.

Remember that you can send me pictures via mail or the contact section of the blog.

Love, Melissa.






I Surrender | An original song

I’m still fighting my own war

So why would I want to join yours

Your words hit me like a tommy gun

Trying to take me out before I’ve even begun

I am not bullet proof, so what do I have to do

to prove to you that I am still human


All I want is a little peace of mind

A little bit of your time

To show you my white flags raised

But still you fire your guns

and shoot me down into a puddle of my own blood


My defenses are down

I dont have any fight left in me

so please lay your weapon down

this fight is yours to win

please let me give in

I surrender, I surrender

I surrender, I surrender



My Fight, My War.

There are times where I don’t even want to get out of my bed and my brain scrambles like fried eggs at breakfast but that doesn’t stop me from doing the things that I love the most.

I fight and I fight hard to keep my life and friends. I cant begin to explain to you how much energy it takes to keep myself above water and to make sure that I am living my life how I want to, not how my anxiety wants me to.

So before you start judging me for coming home from a long day of work and being socially exhausted, stop for a moment and think of the effort it took for me to wake up in the morning, crawl out of bed and drag my ass to work.

After a long day of work, I want to relax my brain, maybe meditate and write and talk to my friends (Because I don’t live near them anymore its hard for me to take days to see them).

As much as I’d like to be, I am no superwoman. This battle that I fight, I cant fight it alone. If it weren’t for the support of my loving friends and siblings I wouldn’t be here. I hate thinking about it that way, but it’s the honest truth. My anxiety and my depression would of swallowed me up whole by now, if they weren’t there.

I’m tired of hearing people say that people with anxiety are just fakers, so they don’t have to actually try at life and that anxiety is not a mental illness. It is a mental illness, it cripples people, takes away their capability to have routine, for me personally, its an F5 tornado that does as much damage as it can to my brain and my body.

The other day I was drying the dishes for my uncle because he had made dinner and he washed them so it was my turn to dry, and while I was drying the dishes the world around me became fuzzy, and suddenly there was a weight on my back that caused me to take deep breaths to try and shake it off. My uncle, who has a mental illness, stopped what he was doing and asked me if I was alright.

For no reason at all, my body shook and I was so afraid to tell him that I was having an anxiety attack, so, I told him that sometimes it just gets hard to breathe. The smallest, most irrational thought in my head can turn into an anxiety attack. It was in that moment I realised that the stigma around mental illness had made me so afraid to admit that I even had one. I didn’t want to be pegged as crazy, like I’d seen so many times before with my friends and their parents.

I’ve seen so many people get judged and pushed aside in society because of mental illness, because other people thought that they weren’t fit to have a normal life, just like them.

Its disgusting how as a society, we judge people without even knowing who they are first. Everyone deserves a chance.

So, next time you notice somebody with a mental illness, just think about how they too, once had a life like you, and that you are in no place to judge them for their mental illness.

“My body thinks something is gravely wrong, but my brain doesn’t have a clue what to do about it, so it starts racing to the worst possible conclusions.” – unknown

– Love, Melissa.

Ps, we might be strangers, but if you need somebody to talk to, remember that you can shoot me an email. I am a good listener.