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As a child with another dream
With red, red wine remained to be seen
Another night, another soul, another thought burned away
Trippy dance beats electrified my day
Entering a life where love was my ground
Love from strange others never was found
The fights, the sharpness of proving the sky
Wasn't a limit that was ever too high
The madness encircling, the salts to dry out
My looping investedness that I was about
Became calcified in the hatred of the underground's flair
Drove my fist into subjects none even would dare
Then the out of body, the driving null void
The deadzone, my time chamber I could never avoid
Hatred to angst, all was naught, all is lost
The shell started cracking as my mind became tossed
Then one day I met people who were similar through strange
All of these folks hit through the full people's range
Then there was a night, another dream, and it flowed through
The Raver's heart that I was born with beated loud and beated true
The love and stares I wanted for random hugs were in the eyes I saw
No lost pretentions or weird conventions or kindess through force of law
Hit with waves of "yes, that could be me inside your eyes"
Just the birth of primal spirit from those who don't have time to die
 
awesome -

i miss raves, very much. it makes me sad when i remember and think about how it 'felt' back then and that its over, or at least the way it was.

raves always have been and always will be part of me.
 
I can relate to that. My first and only rave was an experience that imprinted itself onto me forever. Then when I came to learn that the first tape I ever owned was a Dance/House song at the tender age of 4, it seemed to make sense to me that that environment was what I was drawn to-sort of like "coming back home", so to speak.
 
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