The Music of the Stars
I hear it
every day and I analyze and listen to the sound.
It floods my ears and I get
lost in the moment, like comfort hugs on a rainy day.
To mirror an
image in your mind after a sound of joyous feeling.
I am watching the scars of
emptiness wash away as I listen to the music of the stars.
Tearing to
pieces and making it better for my heart.
Holding the wreckage and casting away
bad words.
The thinking
of others and long awaited dreams are no one else's.
But my own words are my
passion as I listen to the music of the stars.
Notes and bars
are all sung in one accord, of letting things be better today and letting out
cries that I know.
And you’re hoping to sing, but your heart is not into it.
Your mind is
to numb to let go.
If you let me I'll show my heart to yours as I sing
you the music you the stars.
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