Heavenly Mess
Each song was a heavenly mess of a melody.
Written for the souls,
With holes for the hearts
And for the emotions.
That seem as empty as the oceans
Themselves.
The music brought them back,
Until the silence that comes
After it is all over.
About the Contributor
Jen Vincent, Literature Editor
Hello all and welcome to my page! my name is Jenna but you can call me Jen. First and foremost the most important thing about me is that I’m a huge Beatles...