"The screams are my lip stick, the speakers are my eye liner." MCR inspired poetry. Please let me know what you think! :)
The headphones are my I.V.,
The songs are my morphine,
The lyrics are my breathing machine,
The bass my heart-monitor,
And the drums are my thermometer.
The CDs are my mirrors,
The screams are my lip stick,
The speakers are my eye liner,
The guitar my gelled hair-flick,
And the words are my tools for looking finer.
The notes are my stars,
The records are my moon,
The voices are the night-wind’s tune,
The choruses my Northern Lights,
The verses are falling wishes in my sights.
The riffs are my therapists,
The posters are my friends,
The synthesizers are my trends,
The backbeats my trouble and strife,
Because music is my life.
A/N: Thanks for reading and I hope this was alright! This is written as a kind of "thank-you" to bands like My Chemical Romance, Fall Out Boy and The Used who have helped me through my life a lot, especially the song "Famous Last Words" which helped me through my mother's death a few weeks ago. Anyway, thanks for reading and please let me know what you think! :)