Music in the Dark
I love to shroud myself in the dark,
surround myself with complicated melodies
and carefully chosen words,
experience the raw emotion
emanating from my speakers.
Disembodied voices−
My only companions in the void.
I love to loose my senses,
except my precious hearing.
I close my eyes,
Images I've never seen barrage my mind.
Emotions not my own fill my heart.
When silence reverberates around my room,
I know it's time to return to reality.
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Poems... Because... Why not?
PoetryJust some poems I had to write for a class... they turned out good so I decided to share (: