As the music begins,
you feel something build up inside.
It feels right,
You let the music be your guide.
You are the music,
And the music is you.
It feels normal,
Though this feeling is new.
You are controlled by the music,
Yet finally free.
Your soul was trapped,
And music was the key.
It unlocked your emotions,
And releases the real you.
All the bad dissolves away,
And you are born anew.
Author notes
'music+me' In this poem, I was trying to show you the deepness that music affects me; that it cuts deep into my very soul and i am passionate about nothing more than i am about music. that is what i was trying to show you in this poem.
A contest entry
- Music! by GypsyEyes.
500 points, ended May 24, 2008, 30 entries
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This shows exactly how I felt at my first concert. It was like I was able to give up all my worries and troubles to the crowd and take everything everyone else threw out there and turn it into energy to jump and show the band support and expell more bad stuff. It's portrays one of the reasons I love to go to concerts. Awesome write.
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