An exploration of a theme that disturbs me
aching
beat
Sweat and alcohol fills my nostrils
I don't belong here but he pulls me in,
convinces me with the music and his eyes
the sweet, slightly artificial smile - which I barely notice
I don't belong here but my body is no longer mine,
the beat takes over
and
I
move, his hands sickeningly far too close
the strobelights hypnotizing - no, this cannot be real
I exist no more
only this dream, this nightmare I've become numb to
He pulls me in..
Tomorrow the regret makes me painfully alive
Poetry by SecretWords
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Written on 2012-01-10 at 23:48
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Just Dance
Moving bodies, faintaching
beat
Sweat and alcohol fills my nostrils
I don't belong here but he pulls me in,
convinces me with the music and his eyes
the sweet, slightly artificial smile - which I barely notice
I don't belong here but my body is no longer mine,
the beat takes over
and
I
move, his hands sickeningly far too close
the strobelights hypnotizing - no, this cannot be real
I exist no more
only this dream, this nightmare I've become numb to
He pulls me in..
Tomorrow the regret makes me painfully alive
Poetry by SecretWords
Read 1010 times
Written on 2012-01-10 at 23:48
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