*A.N*: Thanks my lovely readers for
800+ reads and 260+ votes. It's been a hell of a ride so far.These late hours the lyrics don't seem to work anymore,
The volume decrease and I'm feeling the same way just as before.
I can't go back to wallowing in selfpity and sitting in a coner shaking,
All the bullets and punches thrown at me the music had been taking.Minutes upon minutes time skipped like a happy little girl,
But now time paused and so it has shattered my world.
The selected songs were relatable to how I felt and saw things,
But now the songs are gone and only hurt this brings.Oh well back to old blade I'll go, I can't take feeling low,
And I hope that tomorrow these scars don't show.
Even the music couldn't bare the pain that I had within me,
I didn't mind that, because the music made me happy.It helped me block out the students laughing at me and commenting rude stuff,
Now that I don't have music my days are rough.
But I can't lose again, no I must remain strong,
And very soon I'll be humming to my favorite song.Vote, Comment and Share.
Thanks my lovely readers ❤😍.
Life At Desiigner out.
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Soulful Whispers
PoetryA small town boy from the Caribbean sharing what's in his expressive mind and broken heart ❤Highest rank #1 in Poetry for 3 weeks❤