Sing Me To Sleep Tonight

this is a very bad recording of the recent song I wrote tell me what you think.

True Story

Just Listen

In life we learn when to move And when its important to be still But the problem is we move too often Without stopping to listen to the silence Silence is beautiful But under appreciated And we leave behind the best parts of ourselves When we fail to observe it Be still once in a while Listen to the silence Hear your heartbeat And know your alive Then move more lively than ever Its a rush to feel your heart racing As you put your best foot foward Toward what you desire most Be still and listen Then move and come alive In a way never before possible Be free and be inspired Just listen

Scarlett Schamaus

“I love this part. This is the part where your heart races a bit, your stomach feels like it’s free floating, and your face has a slight smile on it that can’t be wiped off. This is the part where things are about to get really good, and you know they’re about to get really good, and sometimes that’s more satisfying thanwhen youget whatever it is you’re waiting for.” ~Scarlett Schmaus

Forgotten Truths - Part 1

Sitting in the rain, she wonders why this had to happen to her. With her iPod turned up as loud as it would go, she cried to herself in the dark of the night. No one around to hear her sobs. No one to call to sit by her trembling side. Thinking back to her past, she had lived a good life. She had great friends, and even better family. She never really had to be alone, but now she had no one.

The tragedy started two years ago in a small town, she had just moved to this town and already most of the locals knew her name. They were very kind, always trying to help her find her way. She didn't think she needed their help, so politely she would excuse herself and go on her way. She was happy living here and everyone knew it. She had a beautiful smile and she wore it everywhere. The townspeople saw her as a beautiful mystery. They were itching to know her story but she never revealed it to any of them. She would always avoid talking about where she came from, and why she left. It was like she was hiding something. Eventually, all the buzz about the new girl in town would die down and the town’s people left her alone.

A few weeks would pass and she remained the same, except for her smile. Her smile was fading, but she still kept to herself. No one seemed to notice that something wasn’t quite right. The secret life that she had been trying so hard to hide was finally collapsing on her. She often wondered why more people weren’t worried about her, that is, until the one person that ever really mattered to her was standing in front of her once again. She didn’t want him to be here, she was afraid of the judgment she thought was coming to her. He knew her story and could see through the fake smile that she wore so elegantly when she moved to this town. He wasn’t there to judge her like she thought he was. He was there to help her come to the realization of what she had refused to let herself believe. 

We Are Young

We are young

Our hearts are still learning

How to love 

And what it is to feel

We are clay 

Held tightly in the hands 

Of unforeseen change

We call it fate

Or destiny

But that doesn't define us

And you're right 

No one knows exactly what you're going through

And no matter what I say 

I really don;t know if I help you 

But the truth is, what you're going through,

It makes you stronger

And if you really want help look within

You're heart is beautiful

And you are strong

You just haven't lived up to your full potential yet

You haven't discovered the strength inside your heart

But a heart is a muscle

And it keeps beating 

Even when you feel like quitting

We are Young

These are the best years of your life

So make the best of it

You are clay

Don't let fate mold you

This is Me

I am entangled  by my own heart and the limitations of my mind

I think too much and leave the things that matter far behind

Of course I live a life all my own never imitating those before me

I live a life in darkness and despair and in every dark night i find hope for a brighter tomorrow 

After all the sun rises every morning and the is beauty in every sunset

I am inspired by every breath i take

But just like every breath i take has to be given back 

The inspiration I find cant be held in silence

So now i give to you what was so graciously given to me 

In hope that you will be inspired as well

This is me...