These familiar sounds,
that carry me in waves
that elevate my sense of self,
the gentle drop
that cradles my senses
as I reach for the top.
reclining
until my head rests upon the floor
taken by the beat
I repeat
and repeat
seeking
always for more.
Hidden pleasure
in this disconnect,
fleeting thoughts
helping to resurrect!
my step made lighter
feeling my form embrace what is left of this norm!
I am stronger now
as I carry all that weighted me down. in the palm of my hand,
powered by my tears, that feed my growth,
I move forward and slip into my power, my ability to command.
Bewitched by the sense of holding on,
I step into the void and I am gone!
Music to sink me deeper into my creative side
helping me connect with the many distorted views of who I am,
embracing the bold and the crazy
opening my arms to the wild and vulnerable me,
all mashed up together
ready to move forward and break free!
Bewitched by the sense of holding on,
I step into the void and I am gone!
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