The music

by Jessica   Oct 28, 2005


I'm trying to block you from my world when i turn on my music that's when everything gets put into place.

The thoughts in my mind come out like the blood from my wrist .My mouth becomes silent and i let the music move me.

I get up and dance pretending I'm not real.I scream but only my music can hear me. I cry but only my music can wipe my tears away cause i have just realized that my life is screwed up.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Jessica

    Great poem i love it !!!