When I am fueled by the fire,
It takes a song to extinguish the flames.
When I have been drenched in my own tears,
It takes a song to dry my inhibitions.
Music is an interesting thing,
Because it exists in many forms for
Many different reasons to appease
The nature that we refuse to face.
Let reality disappear as you think
Of skeletons dancing in the dead of night.
Let the bedroom you sink so much time in
Be thrown away as you say goodbye to a world
You're not even sure it exists.
Music is strange, a reality that facets ours.
And we made it exist.
We made our own escapes.
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The Beginning To The End
PoetryI've never been a poet, that much is certain, but I can tell you that it does get written. A lot. These are the collections of my poetry I've written, and some of them hit hard for me.
