Brigitt Rodriguez Poems
|1.||Twinkle Twinkle Little Star||5/12/2011|
|3.||How You Make Me Feel||5/15/2011|
|4.||How I See It||5/16/2011|
|6.||Close My Eyes||5/21/2011|
|7.||How He Makes Me Feel||5/23/2011|
|8.||I Think About Him All The Time||5/26/2011|
|9.||A Happy Poem: Prelude||9/23/2011|
|11.||And Another One||11/30/2011|
|12.||What Do You See?||11/30/2011|
|13.||You Don'T Know Me||4/11/2013|
|18.||Don'T Hurt Me||11/30/2011|
|19.||No Love Of His||4/12/2013|
|20.||Not Feeling It||4/12/2013|
|21.||It Was Music||8/13/2013|
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It Was Music
I felt every strum of the bass like a sledgehammer to my heart, and still could not bring myself to stop listening
Each chord resonated within my flesh
With each new harmony came a fresh flood of tears
Their voices made my heart ache and all I could do was close my eyes and suffer in my own silence.
It hurt; every bit.
Then the song would end.
Another would start.
And the process would begin again.
It was beautiful.
It was tragic.
It was music.
Depressed? Nay, that is not me
Only stressed, I’m sure you’ll see
Say that you once saw me in a corner
But I tell you, I am no loner
See scars on my wrists? I say you’re mad
For I would not do something so bad
So you heard me cry myself to sleep?
And I ask, “What reason, have I, to weep? ”
You sense the sadness in my eyes?