The melody; soft, energetic,
Loud, maddening, peaceful at times.
The beat subtle, anxious,
Flowing, ticking at moonlight.
Lyrics sad, joyous, painful,
Evocative, depressing, motivating sunlight.
The adjectives rumbled,
Emotions in music,
Various colors of different hearts -
The feelings named songs.
The song we played on
When driving long hours,
Now rings whenever,
It is the pang that my heart hears.
The song that once someone sang,
Became the forbidden apple.
Whenever a bite taken now,
It's the dawn of pandora's box.
Songs heard when the little heart
Saw the first dusk,
Now when played somewhere,
It's the depression and despair of years ago.
Songs of clustered phase,
Of nights of confused souls;
Now when accidentally hummed,
Is the panick and anxiety of fumbling lips.
Songs once unknown; heard first.
Songs once pure and simple,
Of those joy and fun.
Listened out of nothing,
Now means so many things.
The adjectives rumbled,
Emotions in music,
Various colors of different hearts -
The feelings named songs;
They who find their way to hollow dearth.
- Zayana Cullen
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Silent Whispers of Dysphoria
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