Turning the volume, all the way up

Played on repeat,

The lyrics seeping in,

Changing the rhythm,

I let the CD spin,

I think about what’s said,

How you might hear this too,

How my heart echoes,

Those words,

So much louder than the stereo,

Here’s the thing about listening,

With the volume drowning the car,

Driving past city lights,

If you paused it for a moment,

You might just hear the whisper,

Of this hearts own track.



Author: mirandatran

In constant pursuit of my best life, best self, and the very things that set my soul on fire.

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