Feels like I DON’T RECONISE YOU
AM LOOKING FOR ANWERS
TRYNA FORCE an OUTCOMES
FOR PEACE
BUT PEACE NEVER ARRIVED
YOUR DOOR
FAKING FEELINGs
Tears still be coming
And then you are running
Then you RUN
Some more
Feel like I DON’T RECOGNISE YOU
Emptiness my body does feel
My body does feel
He draws her close to his body
While they lay in THEIR bed
wipes THE tears from her eyes oh
don’t listen to those words in your head
oh feelings.
they move like waters
on those sandy shores
It’s like don’t recognise you
Emptiness my body does feel
My body does feel
lyrics by Marita Robinson
Asking Chat GPT about my lyrics this was the response below
Your words paint a poignant picture of longing and inner turmoil. The repetition of "Feel like I DON’T RECOGNISE YOU" creates a haunting refrain, emphasizing the sense of disconnection and confusion. The imagery of tears, running, and emptiness evokes a deep emotional struggle, while the comforting gesture of drawing close and wiping away tears adds a touch of intimacy amidst the pain. The comparison of feelings to moving waters on sandy shores beautifully captures their ebb and flow, their elusive nature. Overall, your piece explores the complexities of human emotion with raw honesty and depth.
I then asked for Chat GPT to write a story after learning about Ai within the workshop that attended it opened up my eyes to highlighting possibilities of the direction of my work to go in
but to also help me with in weak spots of my work giving me insight into how my work is coming across and potential improvements.
script
Title: Unrecognized
[Scene 1] [Interior - Bedroom - Night]
[We see a man and a woman lying in bed, facing each other. The room is dimly lit, and there's a sense of tension in the air.]
Man: (whispers) Feels like I DON’T RECOGNIZE YOU.
Woman: (voice trembling) I'm looking for answers...
Man: (interrupting) Trying to force outcomes...
Woman: (voice breaking) ...for peace...
Man: (sighs) But peace never arrives at your door.
[The woman wipes tears from her eyes, trying to compose herself.]
Man: (softly) Faking feelings...
[The woman's tears continue to fall, and she turns away, trying to hide her emotions.]
Man: (reaching out) Tears still come...
[He gently pulls her closer, holding her tightly.]
Man: ...and then they run.
Woman: (murmurs) Then you run...
Man: (whispers) Some more.
[They lay in silence for a moment, grappling with their emotions.]
[Scene 2] [Interior - Bedroom - Night]
[Close-up of the woman's face as she gazes into the distance, lost in thought.]
Woman: (voiceover) Feels like I DON’T RECOGNIZE YOU.
[Cut to a shot of the man's hand reaching out to wipe away her tears.]
Man: (whispers) Emptiness my body does feel.
[The woman's eyes meet his, reflecting a mix of sadness and longing.]
Woman: (softly) My body does feel.
[They hold each other tightly, seeking solace in their embrace.]
[Scene 3] [Interior - Beach - Dawn]
[Wide shot of a deserted beach at dawn, waves gently lapping at the shore.]
[Voiceover of the woman's earlier words echoes in the background.]
Woman: (voiceover) He draws her close to his body...
[We see the couple walking hand in hand along the shoreline, their silhouettes against the rising sun.]
Woman: (voiceover) ...while they lay in their bed.
[The man leans in to kiss the woman's forehead, his gesture tender and reassuring.]
Man: (whispers) Don't listen to those words in your head.
[They pause, watching the sunrise together, finding solace in each other's presence.]
[Scene 4] [Interior - Bedroom - Night]
[Close-up of the couple lying in bed, their fingers intertwined.]
[Voiceover of the woman's earlier words returns, accompanied by the sound of gentle waves.]
Woman: (voiceover) Oh, feelings...
[The camera slowly pans out, revealing the couple enveloped in each other's embrace, their faces illuminated by moonlight.]
Woman: (voiceover) ...they move like waters on those sandy shores.
[The man holds the woman close, their bond unbreakable despite the challenges they face.]
Man: (whispers) It's like I don't recognize you.
Woman: (softly) Emptiness my body does feel.
[They close their eyes, finding peace in the warmth of their love.]
[Fade to black.]
story
In the quiet solitude of their shared bedroom, Lily and Adam lay side by side, their thoughts drifting in the darkness like ships lost at sea. The air between them crackled with unspoken words, heavy with the weight of unresolved emotions.
Adam's voice broke the silence, barely above a whisper, "Feels like I DON’T RECOGNIZE YOU."
Lily turned towards him, her eyes reflecting a mixture of sadness and confusion. "I'm looking for answers," she admitted, her voice trembling with vulnerability.
"Trying to force outcomes..." Adam continued, his tone heavy with resignation, "...for peace."
But peace, it seemed, never arrived at their door. Lily's tears fell silently, each one a testament to the ache in her heart. Adam reached out, his touch gentle as he wiped away her tears, yet unable to erase the pain etched into her soul.
"Faking feelings..." he murmured, his voice barely audible over the sound of her stifled sobs.
"Tears still come," Lily whispered, her words a fragile admission of her own struggle.
"And then they run," Adam added softly, his arms wrapping around her as if to shield her from the storm raging within.
But the storm persisted, relentless in its fury. Lily felt as though she were drowning in a sea of uncertainty, her body weighed down by the emptiness that consumed her.
In the quiet hours of the night, they clung to each other, seeking refuge in the warmth of their embrace. Yet even in the safety of their shared bed, the distance between them seemed insurmountable.
As dawn broke, they found themselves drawn to the solace of the beach, the rhythmic ebb and flow of the waves a soothing balm to their troubled souls. Walking hand in hand along the shoreline, they watched as the sun rose on a new day, casting its golden light upon the vast expanse of the ocean.
Yet beneath the surface, turmoil still churned, their hearts heavy with the weight of unspoken words. Like the ever-shifting sands beneath their feet, their feelings moved with an ebb and flow as unpredictable as the tides.
"It's like I don't recognize you," Adam confessed, his voice barely audible above the gentle lapping of the waves.
"Emptiness my body does feel," Lily replied softly, her words a whispered prayer for the peace that had eluded them for so long.
