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Ironatmosphere Sep 2014
I miss singing
I miss singing at the top of my lungs
So loud the whole neighborhood hears
I miss singing
Now that I live in this house that isn’t my home
A place that never seems to have enough air
For me to even breathe
I miss singing
I really do
Megan Ann Aug 2014
I hear the piano in the background
As the cello starts to play
The violin starts up next
As the music makes you sway
The cello plays faster
As we spin around
The violin speeds up now
As we fall to the ground
The piano plays slowly
As the rain starts to fall
I look at you knowing I have nothing to fear
Nothing at all
written in high school
2/8/09
Madisen Maureen Aug 2014
Ugh
Your eyelashes curled, your words caught in a slur, your skirt is shorter than my shorts ever were, your tights are stuck and you're running out of luck, but so am I.

I've tried so many times that there was once that I lied and twice that I've almost died for you, you sit there in your bedroom staring up at all of the fake plastic stars on your ceiling, remind you of someone?

We used to write together and you wanted to hear my voice, but I didn't want you to. I loved you so much and I didn't have a choice, so I sang to you and my voice cracked; I was nervous. I was scared and I shouldn't have done that.

I'm getting writers block; I'm running out of ideas.
The papers are all mixed up and after all these years I'm finally giving up on you.

Your freckles were amazing, your pretty brown eyes were like chocolate, and your stupid high-top converse were so cute, but I'm moving on and yeah we use to be best friends, but I haven't seen you in forever so I'm done.
- m.s.
This summer,
Let’s all run away
In our old van and pickup trucks
And drive as far as we can
Until we
Find our sanctuary on Earth.
We can spend our days
Singing and dancing
Underneath the stars;
Living freely
To our heart’s content and
Loving ourselves and each other
Until summer’s end.
Wide Eyes Jul 2014
The first line iced with hope; straight from the heart.
Melody striving to impress; the sound of a fresh start,
The world would hear the latent pain- only they listened closely.
And maybe in those happy lyrics, they would see the irony.

No, never with their minds; they only listened with their ears.
Only heard her 'happy' melody; never her unspoken fears.
Sung too many times, her chorus had lost its charm.
'Encore. Encore. It can't possibly do you any harm.'

The winds yelled cruelly, the clouds roared with fury and might.
Trials and tribulations; the universe always ready to pick a fight.
There was no exit from this world- this battlefield of horror,
Where soldiers trudged unarmed, yet unscathed never.

Nostalgia struck; breaking through her unfortified mind.
The prettiest of smiles on her lips; it was time to rewind.
There was no audience; not a soul around to stare.
Singing on the road sans inhibition, she had not a care.
A song for a life.
Just Melz Jul 2014
Listening to this music,  I see you in the words
Country songs talking about life and loving girls
And it's starting to **** me, emotionally
Cause I'm seeing the future, and it's bleak
Without you I just feel weak
I'm meek,  but I wanna be strong
And all day long, it's harder and more painful
I'm getting emotional,  
Because
These songs just keep on repeat
Replaying my heart with words so sweet and rhythms so slow
I tap along with the beat and my mind just goes
Places it shouldn't be
But that's me,  constantly thinking
I'm just singing these tunes,  the lyrics all just remind me of you
It's a sad thought that it's just for right now
But that's how the words hurt me more than you'll know
These happy songs about love and forever together,  
No
That's not for me
But sometimes it's just nice to think,  
and sing along with all these songs that say one day I might be happy
Niecy Jul 2014
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perform
who knew that word would mean so much to me?
To perform means to have faith and courage and confidence
If i didn't have it i don't where I'd be today.
Performing has made me realize how fun life can be.
Being able to Perform gives me a chance to free myself and become someone
Different.

Now, people may call me a strange individual and they may be true,
But they can never tell me to change who i am because they've never been in my shoes.

Performing.
Whether I'm acting, dancing, or singing
The stage is my home
And no one's ever going to the that away from me.
M
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spelling it backwards is so easy
it flows through my veins
And lives in my soul
It's the only thing that keeps me whole
Sane, at ease

Performing is me

One side of who I am.
One characteristic that you are seeing, up on the stage.
I am like water, free to flow
Becoming someone new, for each separate show.
My body is my instrument, muscle to joint, from hip hop to ballet, my feet are on point.
  My voice like velvet, soft on the ears, yet I can sing strong and free, showing strength being my years.

Performing's in my blood
It's never going to go away
And I'll have my time to shine
One day... One day
r0b0t Jul 2014
I am curtained behind a small stage
humming slowly in bright red colors
into a microphone
that is held not by my own hand
but by that of her
and the crowd stands slowly
their hands coming together
in a crescendo
of applause
to say that I should go on
let me sing more
and they never have to see me
I can be your favorite idol
but don't look at me
no, please don't, don't look at me
just listen to my voice
luring you into the dark
so I can touch you once more
and you never have to know my name
just listen to my voice
low against your ear
with sultry vibrations
to alert you
to those behind you
so you will fight for me
until you return
and I will wait.
TR Takoda Jul 2014
My voice carries most passion
than the entire rest of my being
If I could but write a song
compose something
so true
and so personal to myself
I could sing it over and again
whenever I feel emotionally restrained
and feel the relief that I have so longed for
most of my days
and every single **** one of my nights
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