When the music goes down...
And now when the music goes down,
it's hard not to realize,
the Pain,
it dances around in circles everywhere.
And now when the music goes down,
it's hard not to realize,
how Sad,
everything is, even the air.
You see tears, they're not of joy,
you see sweat, it's not of work,
everything smells alcohol,
and cigarettes' smoke.
You see them kiss but they're not real,
you see them run but not out of fear,
now you can see the truth,
now that no one's bulletproof.
And now when the music goes down,
everyone takes the real skin out,
you see the truth,
the lies, of which they're full.
And now when the music goes down,
you know it's finally the time,
you learn the deepest things,
the soul hides beneath the skin.
As the alcohol runs through their veins,
they show you their real face,
the one they hide,
when the music's high.
When the music goes down,
go and take a ride,
you'll see the truth,
just as it is, black and blue!
19.02.2020
AnahoJ
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Heart full of Passion
PoetryJust a couple of poems written when the soul had had enough and the only way to calm down, was to get rid of the darkness; Turn it into Words and throw it away onto a white sheet of Paper...!
