Melody Possess Me
My head is full, so full of worries and strife,
My shoulders become heavy with the burdens of life,
I must throw it off, I must let it go,
I place my hands on the keys and the music starts to flow,
The keys posses me, they carry my hands,
A melody caressing me, I obey her demands,
She has expelled my woes,
And the day it's goes, goes on.
This poem is about:
Me