Wrote some poetry for my creative writing class.
its not very good but I figured why not upload it :P
Songs Stuck in Your Head
Sitting in a crowded room with your head phones on.
The shuffle is on and you skip the next song
It’s a sad song that reminds you of the past.
Your eyes glaze over and you’re lost in the melody.
The guitarist strums minor chords made of knives that cut deep into your soul,
The singer breaths an icy flame that freezes your heart.
You skip once more and your player begins a happier song,
One that reminds you of them,
The one who in your heart you desire the most.
Your heart and head are lifted and your smile as well,
Hard to believe a song can change your world.
But the damage of the last track can still be felt
Pain and humility aren’t easily wiped clean from your past.
You turn off the music and stare at the crowd
With all the noise from their voices and laughter the song still rings through.
You beg it to leave you alone to give you peace,
But it knows once it does you will begin to think about the happy song.
The thoughts of the past come crashing down onto your head and the song pours out of your mouth
Now everyone hears the songs stuck in your head.
You watch as they let you finish, all of them staring at you,
And as the final treacherous note is played and slithers out of your mouth
A hand pats your back and you are met with a smile full of understanding
The only smile that could lift you up,
Their smile.
its not very good but I figured why not upload it :P
Songs Stuck in Your Head
Sitting in a crowded room with your head phones on.
The shuffle is on and you skip the next song
It’s a sad song that reminds you of the past.
Your eyes glaze over and you’re lost in the melody.
The guitarist strums minor chords made of knives that cut deep into your soul,
The singer breaths an icy flame that freezes your heart.
You skip once more and your player begins a happier song,
One that reminds you of them,
The one who in your heart you desire the most.
Your heart and head are lifted and your smile as well,
Hard to believe a song can change your world.
But the damage of the last track can still be felt
Pain and humility aren’t easily wiped clean from your past.
You turn off the music and stare at the crowd
With all the noise from their voices and laughter the song still rings through.
You beg it to leave you alone to give you peace,
But it knows once it does you will begin to think about the happy song.
The thoughts of the past come crashing down onto your head and the song pours out of your mouth
Now everyone hears the songs stuck in your head.
You watch as they let you finish, all of them staring at you,
And as the final treacherous note is played and slithers out of your mouth
A hand pats your back and you are met with a smile full of understanding
The only smile that could lift you up,
Their smile.
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