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i sang with my heroes the other night
in an ac/dc shirt and jeans and converse
and i could feel my hair in my face
as i screamed and cried and laughed as
i let out those words that i love so much
and i can't begin to form the right words
to say that that was the most
beautiful time in my life and that as i saw
him sing and i saw them play and
i watched as he sang his heart out
and i wanted to do the same so badly
i wrote out "stay free" on my knuckles
and i jutted my fist into the air as
i let the words loose and i could almost
feel them flutter away and soar
instead of cripple and die like the do usually
and i feel proud because of that
and i can't hear or walk right today
i'm so sore and i'm proud of that
i felt my words go free and every time
my loose feet slammed into the ground
to push me higher
i felt like flying
i let them out and breathed them in
and i saw other souls there
just like me and i felt their skin on mine
and i could feel those heavy words
ripping from
the speakers in choppy angry crackling
shouts and tears
and i felt my own shouts
burn my throat
what's left for only you
to take if i put too much blood
on the page
i can feel the bass in my lungs
i can feel tears in my eyes
i can feel a smile on my face
i want to be here forever
listening to his voice and
those guitars
in this beer-smelling, brick-walled
place i call home
because i was never too cool for
any band
i discovered my stars and i
never want to let them go
and i promise myself i won't
as i stand tossed in the waves and
in the throws of teenage rebellion
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