This poem speaks to me on a very close level. I play music as well as write, act, etc, but the main reason I listen to music, besides the love for it, is to numb my feelings. The numbing effects, per say, of music is much less a wonder, really. Something as simple as sound makes you either ignore the feelings you have or feel something truly deep. Very nice poem again! I hope you write more, Samantha you are very very passionate about your writing, which is something to praise.
a very passionate write.... well expressed! ! ! !
Bleeding hearts; beating drums,
How the sound moves me,
Keep screaming into the mic,
Play it louder
Make me numb.
i'm still picturing bleeding hearts, beating drums...........
great write! ! ! !
keep it up! ! ! ! !
Bleeding hearts; beating drums,
How the sound moves me,
Keep screaming into the mic,
Play it louder
Make me numb.
thinking of these lines now......... do not go after things because of peer pressure. go after what your hearts concern is. young days are really dangerous days. keep an eye on ur inner and happiness of your soul. thank you for sharing.
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