Music and Words

by Blackpearl

Music & Words
Fill my soul
And they threaten to take flight
Away from me, if I remain in this cubicle
They call me an Admin. Assistant
They don't know my name is Greatness
They say be to work by 9
But they don't know my life doesn't begin to make sense
Until I can give my pen release
And my words are spent
My mind throbs and climaxes with each line I write
One day these words are going to take me out of this cubicle
Where my days can begin with a cup of chamomile tea, extra honey
No alarm clocks, only beautiful words that keep me from sleeping
Lyrics, stories, poems that need exposure -
so my soul can stop weeping
Release and freedom will come to me soon
Music is apart of me, I carry a tune
Melodies are conceived in my womb
Poems are the tears I cry
They bear witness to my disappointments and discovery of lies
Stories are the webs I weave
Instead of my dry ass reality
It is in my conjured stories 
That I choose to believe

Music and Words by Blackpearl

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