Music

Without music

I would be left along

with my dark thoughts

clouding all judgment

whispering bitter words

of negativity

all night long

 

With music

it's the words I can't find

it's the melody

ignoring the problems

of the outside world

it's the blanket of comfort

telling me that everything

will be alright

This poem is about: 
Me

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