Music

What it does to me

Beat comes hard and heavy

Start dancing, get sweaty

Vocals come strong and clean

Inviting you in, to a dream

 

Drums kick hard

Guitar shooting stars

Bass keeps thrumming

Imagine, in sync running

 

Feeling pain

Breaking chains

Superseding reality

Breaking free

 

Strings soar, heart feels wrenched

Crash of a symbol, reliving brutality

But not all alone, thirst finally quenched

Emotions swell, notes ease the insanity

 

Synth and gin, feeling victim

It’s not about “tried”

But finding the rhythm

That speaks to inside