I feel like shit,
I don't want to leave my bed,
Yet I get the feeling
If I don't go
I'll regret it.
The allure of the band is too great,
And I know
I have to go.
I wear my comfort,
And a smile,
And off I go.
All the bodies
In the lobby
Are suffocating.
Why did I come?
But it's worth it
When I hear you play
And I don't regret it anymore.
A violinist cries,
The room is silent.
He is a spider,
And we are all caught in his web.
Your music spins around us,
Until it's all we know.
I don't want it to end.
I don't know when
But I cried
And I cried.
So many emotions
That your playing provoked.
And I welcome them.
The end is here,
And then you're gone
And all I'm left with,
Is the ringing silence
And the echo of its voice,
The voice of your instrument
That touched my soul.
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A Journey
RandomOne day in the unforeseen future, I'll get past this But not in the way you think. I'll learn from my mistakes and become a better person thanks to them. I'll live in a future made possible By those mistakes You can't reach your full potential...
