The noise bleeds into my brain Melting away all the pain Blurry lines disconnect As I feel my heart skip a step Swimming thoughts And warm sensations Ecstasy flows in this moment of revelation Rainbow flashing halos Stretch through the crowd Each moment it touches down, ppl getting loud The pulse quickens to the tribal tempo When the pyro goes off -I smile- It’s time for the show
Very nice. This reminds me of performing. It's also the very opposite of what I want most of the time (as it reminds me of a very particular kind of pain it appears my brain must succumb to every now and then). Great work, all the same.
Hi I'm Jason a young writer from Virginia. I've been writing poetry and short stories for years. However, I've only shared my work with a small circle of friends and family. I hope to be published one.. more..