The Brief Autobiography Of Stewart Alasdair MacDonald

Concerto To Inferno

Normally right here would go an authors note, where I would insert a few lines of useless gibberish and hope to weasel a couple laughs from the random people who may or may not read this. Such is obviously not the case right now. This should have been the first thing of mine published, as it is a nice introduction to me, and all my works. It is a poem/song/autobiography, an enticing mix, no doubt. Only because it nicely falls under all three of these categories. After a small inner debate I have decided upon autobiography.

Many people will read this and say, "Alriiiighty then." Others will blink, leave a review and move on. Others still will laugh. I just hope the point is got across, its all on the reader to how it's taken. It speaks louder than anything I could say, as most of my works tend to do. As select few people might now, I have gone through a pissy, anger inducing upset in my life, the first being ripped from my school to another that I know nothing about (And that looks vaguely like a mental institution). The second being a small shitty little piece of information that I won't dispense on the grounds that no one will care.

Hell, not even I really do, it's just another heap of dogshit thrown into the whirling, bloodstained fan we call life. As a song once said, "Anger, and agony, are better than misery!" So true. I'd rather be pissed off than bawling my eyes out. Anyways, I'll hold you up no longer, enjoy my sweet nothing.

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Welcome to this tainted something!
Pits of wasted life!
Say hello to constant hurting!
Blood on the edge of the knife!
My sweet nothing!

And welcome to my damned greeting!
It screams inside of my head!
Novacaine don't kill the feeling!
It shreds my soul instead!
Ode to nothing!

Yesterday still brings the sorrow.
There are times that I'd like to die!
Stinking furnace of tomorrow,
Brings a new fucking lie!
Concerto, to, Inferno!

Ode to nothing! My sweet nothing!
And tomorrow brings...
This dark concerto to inferno...

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Well, hope that made people shift uncomfortably in their seats. heh, kidding. Well I should have some more stuff on the way. Till then, keep on smiling!

-Stewart A. MacDonald