Music is my drug
I will admit that much
Raising my levels of dopamine
And diffusing the pain through
The sound wave vibrations
Of technicolor and psychedelic feelings
Sending me up high into space
Better than anything else could
I call it healthy
It's therapy I say
There is no way
I can live without it
I twirl through space
Arms reaching through
Invisible dimensions
Feet flexing
Suspending me in motion
Turning my world into multi layered film
Providing hallucinatory effects
It's a serious trip man
But the music keeps me from falling
Pushing me up high
Feeling really high
I sway to the lost sounds
Listening to the art of those who yearn to find them
And to the pieces made by those who made the lost treasures
Nothing is the same now
It never will be
But music is like a time machine
Electrocuting me back in time
Zapping me into the future
Trapping me in between
I try to be present
But there really is no way
I'm in an Alternative universe
Indie the oceans waves full of phenomenal notes
My Soul is up high
Music is addicting
I will admit that much
Raising my levels of dopamine
And diffusing the pain through
The sound wave vibrations
Of technicolor and psychedelic feelings
Sending me up high into space
Better than anything else could
Inspiration: Stern Grove Festival, Børns, Blossoms, Mavis Staples, and other music...
Being punny is always good too XD
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Poems (The Patterns of my Mind)
PoetryThis is a collection of random poems that I usually write when I have even more writers block for my other stories. Current photo belongs to Against the Current (the actual band). *All rights reserved*
