Chewing On Glass…

Giving into temptation
Forgetting the conscious disappointment
Instilled in myself
Light burning out over a starless sky
Give me one good reason
None of us were meant to suffer
Scream to an infinite numbness
Trapped in a sinking feeling
That none of this was meant to
Make any sense for any of us
Told myself to stop only to take it further
Questioning the will of others
Is giving into temporary insanity
Wanted the answer more than you understand
Wasn’t expecting this in any way
We are already dead
Inside the atmosphere of our broken minds
Dragging skin until there is only bone
A sickness buried in our heads
The infection it settles in before we know
Giving in… giving in…
I’m already dead
We are already dead
And giving in… and we’ve given in

Growing up wasn’t everything I was told it would be…

I can feel a heartbeat but
Does it matter when I feel this way
Looking for salvation from within
Searching through the filth that consumes me
Between the layers… digging… pulling
Nothing can be found in this emptiness
I can feel the life escaping me but
Does it matter when I feel this way
Watching for salvation from outside
Discovering that nothing lost can be found
Between you and me… digging… pulling
My strings are snapping the more I try
I can feel a heartbeat but
Does anything ever matter when I’m like this
Searching for something that isn’t there
Between the layers of my mind
Digging… pulling apart the pieces
Cracked and empty… waiting
Nothing is worth searching for
If it was never there
Doesn’t matter anymore
Laying here listening for the last heartbeat

It is so much worse than I was lead to believe…

Does this make you think
Am I beautiful enough now
Cuts across my face
Scars against my chest
Does any of this
Allow you to love me
Am I good enough now
Burns against my skin
Pain to remain in place
Does everything I’ve done
Seem worth it yo you now
Dying feeling coming from within
Is this emptiness enough to prove
Everything I’m willing to do
Now that I am beautiful
Do you think you could
Love me forever the way I am
Now that I’m made for you
Am I worth the love you’ve withheld
Breaking myself against the waves
In love with a violence that knows no end
Self-destruction pressed against my skin
Please will you let me know
When I’ll be perfect enough for you

Is there a theme for today?… No… No there isn’t… It’s only a funeral… website inception… lets chew on this for a moment… I can’t shut it off… someone please help… nope… there it goes…

Seriously though… Where does Is That A Funeral?… come from?… Are we just a bunch of unsympathetic assholes?… Maybe… no one here is willing to deny that… Are we just a bunch of death obsessed losers who like to offend as many people as we can?… Again… no one is willing to deny that either… Are we just a bunch of trolls looking to make light of such a sensitive topic?… Pretty sure you get the point by now…

Is That A Funeral?… comes from something so much simpler than that… I’m sure the real Funeral Friends already know all this… but the rest of you are more than welcome to gather around…

That’s it… nothing dark or sinister or demented about our name… But why Ambrose?… Why base your whole imprint on a single line from a movie… What’s so special about this?…

To me it is the simplicity of the question itself and the innocents of the scene as a whole… There is a lot that can be unpacked from this movie… a lot of fantastic lines… visual shoots… nuance… or whatever… But this scene… the trees… the two star crossed lovers… the bleak future that lies ahead… All of these things… I feel… sum up Is That A Funeral? nicely…

If you haven’t seen American Beauty (1999) and can past the fact that Kevin Spacey is in it… definitely check it out… Even if you can’t get over the fact… I still suggest you check it out… You’ll probably enjoy the ending more honestly… American Beauty is available on Amazon Prime… or to rent.. probably available other places too… While you’re there check out our wares as well… Hope all is well…

Is That A Funeral?… Yeah…