Happy melodies always make me sad. Could it be because I embody the tragedy they accompany? Could it simply be that I exhaust myself reading into the every colour of the world around me. Could it be the pain I hide from myself creeping out from the shadows, mesmerized by the emotions it seems to ignore. Perhaps I'm wrong and I'm simply still searching for something no one ever has found, under the impression that these simple combinations of sounds will help me find the euphoria I seek, free from the distractions of the world around me, to run in the tall grasses of fragrant joys that have been killed by the absence of a formerly luscious spring of cool and fresh inspiration. To roll in a meadow of dreams I will strive to achieve, To release my heart to run free from the box it's been trapped in, to sing un afraid of judgement or shame, a smile piercing the shadow that surrounds me, I long to sing, with the birds, a melody that I have written, carefree drifting in the wind, to write the words that allow me to unleash my spirit to swim in the cool mountain waters without the fear of drowning, Dreams, those lighthearted, beautiful pieces remind of what I hold myself back from, afraid of the consequences of my every action, worried that no matter how far I run my anxiety will follow, relentless in tow, frightened to embarrass myself in front of people who's opinions mean nothing. Afraid that my feelings will put me to shame, the things that weigh me down are in reality weightless, it will take all my strength but I'll do it with pride, away to the wind like
a cloud in a summer storm, listen now to the music I feel In my heart, melodies no longer tear me apart
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Free verse Poetic expressions of the sentiments at hand
PoetryAn extremely random collection of unpolished poetry written in the moment I feel to be fit
