.....the minds of the sorrow and greed, takes control of the media...sleep, sleep so well, it might be your last drop of breath...your brain, so dry, so stale, your thinking chaos, together you can make a difference by saturating. cleansing your red cells till your head is wrecked full of disorder, and grieve.... i
music, is my heart and filled in my mind...it opens my mind to all open doors filled with love, despair, its a barrier between my worlds and dimensions, it takes the best of me, inspires me, its the creater of all living things, it releases me from the suffering, bitter taste of the wilderness road to nowhere... its just the way i feel...and see about music... i dont know if u understand what im saying but everybody has a different way of viewing poetry and excerpts...
