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