Sound waves
A song on repeat,
you just let it spin.
For the sole purpose
to maim and torture,
on an endless loop.
The lyrics burn
with a record
of an abyss
that altered me.
I believed
I was strong,
a current.
Sound-waves
prove I’m
weak.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2025
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