The Guitar is what “lifts me”

Caressing my fingers through the frets

Losing my sense of self

Letting the rhythm’s flow define me

Indulging myself into the void of harmony

It truly is a blissful state

The one and true state that gives me peace of mind

My battle Axe is my character

The tunes are my lethal blows  

This sturdy instrument will always be by my side

This Guitar is what “lifts me”