There’s a
mixtape on the corner
Of an empty
room,
its full of
dust, it’s not even been used
its full of
records, full of memories
Full of
shit, full of meaningless lyrics
That
mixtape, off its box
Its broken,
it cant keep it inside anymore
A little
girl came running, with a red radio player,
Holds the
tape between her little fingers,
And pushed
the green button, to hear the music play.
It started
with a love song, a lullaby
A gentle
song, with no one crying
It had
choirs of angels, and a clean sound,
It had
echoes of laughter, and a piano man
There was a
lady singing, softly
She was
telling a little story,
She was
happy, she was shy
The little
girl started to sing along, smiling
The little
girl was dancing, with no one watching.
Then, the
sound stopped for a moment
And the
drums started to beat
A horrible drum solo, a nightmare
It came
more and more intense,
It had no
rhythm, no place to be
No guitar
joining the party, no bass to break it in
The little
girl was so scared, terrified
There was
no pause button, no fast forward,
There where only two buttons to push
Because in
life, you can just push play, and go on with the music
Or you can
just STOP it, and never hear it anymore.
Where was
the piano man, the one of the very beginning?
Where was
the laugh, the lullaby
Where was
the calm,
Where was
the sound?
The mixtape
just went on and on
She
couldn’t stop playing,
Not quite
yet
She
listened to it, carefully
It has to
stop, it has to change, she said
I wont hit
STOP, I wont ended it yet,
It has to
change, I has to get better
The drums
where unstoppable, it was ridiculous,
She
couldn’t hear her thoughts, she couldn’t feel her legs
She was
sitting there, listening,
It has to
be over soon, it has to be
The music
went on and on,
Between the
beats, between the drums,
She heard
women crying, she heard men hitting
She heard
scratches, she heard despair
She felt
shadows, she saw wrath
She was so
little, she was about to fall
The madness
took over, her poor little head
It raped
her mind, it took away her innocence,
It killed
her soul, it let the devil play with her hair.
What if it
never stops?
What if it
never goes away?
There was
just only one button to push, only one
And maybe,
she will never hear the lullaby,
But she
needs some quiet time now
The drums
went more and more intense
She
couldn’t stop shaking
Every beat,
every hit
Was a
dagger inside of her
There was
no rewind button, nor pause
There was
no volume to control, nor tune
The little
red radio player, the little Pandora’s box
The little
girl sitting in front of madness, the little girl full of despair.
What are
you gonna do, little girl?
Wanna see
your friends again? Wanna play outside?
Why don’t
you stay awhile?
Why don’t
you jump at the beat of the drums?
Break the
walls in front of you, with your fist
Break the
floor, break the windows
Break the
shadows, break the sound
Are you mad
little girl?
Are you
scared?
There’s
just one button to push
Only one
way out
Push the
button, little girl
Stop the
music, stop the madness
Stop the
killer, stop the sound
And the
little girl, crawl her way closer to the radio player
That little
fucking radio player
Put her
fingertips on the red button, next to the green one
And with
the last one of her breaths, she push it down
And the
sound immediately, irremediably stopped.
