I felt there was nothing that could save me,
Nothing that could stop my soul from its bleeding pleads,
Untlil I heard some sacred melodies,
The ones that made my troubles flee.
When the lights go out in this world,
I take out my one and only lightbulb,
The one that makes me the most delightful,
And convinces me the pen's stronger than the sword.
It connects my ears to my heart
It takes me somewhere else,
Somewhere where everything i've felt finally makes sense,
I can feel the sound waves in every part.
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PoetryJust poems I write 'cause I'm bored. After reading thousands of stories I'm finally gonna publish something in Wattpad and sincerely don't know how to feel. Credits to the person who made the cover pic, I found it on pinterest.
