You. You saved me.
Saved me from myself.
Even when when I couldn't see,
and all I could hear was the world,
you grabbed me by the hand.
You, you and the entire band.
When I give the music one quick listen,
my heartbeat begins to quicken.
I listen to just one song,
and forget what's bothered me all along.
A single tear wells up in my eye,
and then, I just begin to cry.
Because I know that you're always here,
especially when everyone's over there.
For I know that I'll never let you go,
because of how much I love you so.
So, I want to say thank you,
and this is nothing new,
but thank you for being one of the few.
One of the few that can steal my breath,
but also keep me from my death.
Someone like that is very rare,
though for now all I can do is stare.
But I know one day we'll meet,
and won't that be pretty neat?
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YOU ARE READING
"Poetic" Prose
Poetry❝ It's all in your head for the tears you shed. It's all in your brain your thoughts drive you insane. ❞ (Some of this is crappy, while some of this I'm actually really proud of. You decide.) (Cover made by me.)
