My Music And Me
15 August, 2003
Author: TrueLife
When I open my case I always escape
To a place that I thought was never real
I take out my strings and put them on
So I can play better than anyone
Whenever I play those songs I love
They will forever linger on in my mind
As the notes come off the pages and come to life
I think to Myself... So this is love
I sit in a room all alone
Just playing the same old songs
It helps me escape from the world I hate
So I don't go and hurt someone else
Most of the time I want to die
That's until I find my music
My Music and me is all I ever need
To be happy with life and myself
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| Martin Vann (67.75.176.221) -- Saturday, August 16 2003, 05:30 pm Rachel, ometimes, the best of friends,"come with strings attached." the kind of friend, who never walks away, always understands and listens to your every word. The kinf of friend, who is always there, when you need someone, when no one else, seems to understand, you always have the special friend, even though, there are stings attached, this frined, never pulls away. Like this one a lot, very nice! Thank You, MartinV |
| Xeracy (205.124.145.143) -- Wednesday, August 27 2003, 01:26 am Sweet! I love reading poetry that I can connect to completely. Sometimes all I have is music too. I know it's kinda sad, but it's better than nothing, right? Great poem! |
| Meridian (152.163.252.165) -- Saturday, March 6 2004, 09:07 pm Music is an escape door for me too. I can connect to almost everybody on this poetry site; it's kinda creepy ya know? I'm not saying that bad, but I thought I was the only one with questions unanswered, waiting for solutions to be solved. Creating fantasies and other dreamworlds as a getaway to freedom and fresh air. There couldn't have been a more beautiful poem then "Music and Me" Because Music is the key!!! That is one good poem! Super Cool! This poem makes my day! Thank you for submitting your poem on this site! |
| Meridian (152.163.252.165) -- Saturday, March 6 2004, 09:07 pm Music is an escape door for me too. I can connect to almost everybody on this poetry site; it's kinda creepy ya know? I'm not saying that it's bad, but I thought I was the only one with questions unanswered, waiting for solutions to be solved. Creating fantasies and other dreamworlds as a getaway to freedom and fresh air. There couldn't have been a more beautiful poem then "Music and Me" Because Music is the key!!! That is one good poem! Super Cool! This poem makes my day! Thank you for submitting your poem on this site! |
| Pamela (66.38.146.126) -- Saturday, March 6 2004, 10:47 pm I couldn't put into words how much I agree with the power of music that you have identified in this poem. |
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