The Tired Writings of a Shy Optimist // Poetry

Feelings; Music

It's strange how a song can take you back
to an exact moment,
an exact feeling,
an exact scenario,
where you're alone,
in school,
afraid.
when you hear the beginning notes,
and suddenly,
a world you no longer exist in appears.
a world you left behind,
chases you.
and when the song ends,
you're left believing
that nothing really exists at all,
and that maybe you want to be back there,
and maybe, though, you're just glad you're gone.