since you're gone,
i'll listen to music to fill the space.
i'll let the lyrics become my thoughts.
i'll let the melodies twirl me around.
i'll let the beat take over the one in my heart.
i'll let the song fly me to paradise.
i'll let the playlist play and replay
until the effect they've had is gone,
and i'm flooded with darkness
and stabbed with emptiness
before shoved into a cell of loneliness,
but unlike you,
i'll just wait for some time,
and it'll be back again.
YOU ARE READING
those who wander
Poetrythoughts from those who wander ~ best rank - 356 in poetry (july 2, 2016) [lowercase intended]
