My Book of Poetry

Music: My Saving Grace

The only thing that eases my pain,

And makes my days more bright:

Everything feels all right

Even through the worst rain.

Music is my saving grace,

Revoking the insults

And finally get results

Until I'm finally winning the race.

The music lights my life:

Makes anger fall away

And keeps sadness for another day;

Helping solve each and every strife.

With each chord

Every beat on the drum

Every note that I can strum

I will never once get bored.

Music is a hero

That was sent to save me

When people just cannot let me be

And brings my sadness down to zero.

The one thing I love the most

The beautiful sounds of my guitar.

And yes it may sound bizarre

But I need to get my daily dose.

With music I never stand alone

There's always someone to understand.

On those days my mind cannot find land

My feelings so accurate it chills to the bone

Each song tells a story

Explains a facet of my personality

And heals my mentality

Leaving me with no reason to worry.

Music has saved my being

In many more ways than one

And I have finally won.

Light is all I'm seeing.