Crescendo
Anger and frustration
Boiling from the inside
My mind has left the station
“Wolf” has the boy cried
To push away
My ear are covered
Needless noise replaced
With something to make me sway.
The anger melts away
As the strings begin to swell
Content is here to stay
As the horns hit a new decibel
Music moves my heart
And my mind
It keeps from falling apart
When frustration makes me blind
This poem is about:
Me