{"sf1_id":949475,"sf2_id":"YnLoyw3m","title":"Poem #96: Not Much of a Dancer","author":"bhscorch1313","words":116,"posted_at":"2015-12-30T00:46:00.000Z","tags":["Music","Poem","Poetry","experience","sound","writing"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/949475-poem-96-not-much-of-a-dancer","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/YnLoyw3m","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/80/ef/80efd25a-fbed-4b33-b609-4af45047d313","description":"#97 of Poetry\n\nI've always been someone that when I hear music that I like, I tend to just tune the world out and get really into the music. This is how I feel I could describe that experience. Hope you enjoy.","content":"When my days are troubled  \nI always reach for my headphones  \nAnd put them in my ears\n\nSlowly, the rhythm passes through my veins  \nFlowing through every part of me.  \nWhen I feel the beat kick  \nMy hearts yearns to align  \nwith the drum\n\nI feel the beat  \nkick the hate, anger, pain  \nAs my mouth forms words,  \nsinging off sorrows, worries, fear  \nReplace with the melody  \nof better emotions\n\nI leave the world  \nfor a song or twelve  \nWatching things melt around me  \nAs the music and I  \nFind our zone of peace.\n\n~bhscorch1313\n\n[![Creative Commons License](http://i.creativecommons.org/l/by-nd/3.0/88x31.png)](http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nd/3.0/)\n\n[  \n](http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nd/3.0/)\n\n\"Not Much of a Dancer\" by bhscorch1313\u0026nbsp;is licensed under a\n\n[Creative Commons Attribution-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License](http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nd/3.0/)\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Poetry","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/949087-poem-95-that-one-time-my-eyes-saw-everything.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/952192-poem-97-my-people-are-not-the-same.json"}}