Music echoes through my ears,
My
Unnerved
Ears,
My
Silent
Ears.
I don't know where the music plays,
But I follow it in hopes I can learn from its
Beauty.
The music grows louder,
Echoing
Off of
Nothing,
Heard
By
No one.
I follow the music.
And I smile as it ends.
YOU ARE READING
Black Abyss
PoetryA collection of poetry that covers issues from all over the world, issues that strike everyone's lives. I hope you enjoy, and I hope you find meaning in the words I scrawl on this page. ❤️ --- Thanks a ton to LYNWAH for being such a wonderful friend...
