It expresses feeling,
Sorrow, joy, anger,
Even love.
It's words put together in a way nobody will understand
or everyone will understand.
It's made to hide our secrets that we keep deep inside to the back of our mind.
But...
It's my escape.
It's my home.
It's my solitude.
It's everything I need and everything I want.
Saved on a small, little device that could get me moving to little beats pounding it's way through the headphones.
It's made me cry,
It's made me fall in love.
I can't think of one day where I wasn't home.
And home,
is song.
YOU ARE READING
My Own Poetry
PoetryI like poetry, a lot. I sometimes write some of my own. I can write depressing, inspirational, romantic kinds of poetry. I've wrote poems about insecurities. So I have made this so that I can share my poetry with you guys.
