Mosh Pits are like a violent family gathering
Except it isn't boring, it's smashing
The amount of energy is insurmountable
Mosh pits are infallible at making me happy
Being in a pit is like a constant car crash
The car crash isn't fatal, it's refreshing and like getting a large amount of cash
When the breakdown hits
Everyone loses their shit
Let's open this pit up
Is an exciting opening pick up
Watching people pushing, shoving, and head banging
Is honestly the best feeling
There's a mosh pit, the wall of death, and a circle pit
Each one of them throw me into a happy fit
Beat down to the music of my people
Heavy metal is the key to my joyous upheaval
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Unreliable Existence
PoesiaThis is a collection of almost all of my poetry. I have a few poems in my notebook that I haven't added onto here, but most of them are in here.
