I have one escape
And it's something no one can take
I look at the pale ivory keys
I gently run my fingers across them
It's comfort
Momentary calm
I have a release
I finger the sticks
I hold them firmly
The pounding of the bass
That's my release
The anger that plagues me is gone
I have a cure
For a common affliction
I am restless
I hold the light mallets
My arms move smoothly
Forming their fast pattern
The notes float through the air
I close my eyes
Smile
I have a hiding place
The guitar blasts through my speakers
The drums shake in my chest
Their voices flow through my mind
When sadness calls
This is where I go
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Music: My Escape
PoetryThis is a poem I wrote for english...I would like to know your opinion.