My muse

I would take with me, only the thing that sets me free,

If you became tansparent when the sound filled your ears,

you would understand what I mean when I say that's all I want to hear.

My muse takes me to a place better than utopia,

I wonder how that's possible, but trust me it's more than you will ever hope for.

I could take a book to write my life and extend its existence,

but everything has an end, even a book with some pennings.

If you took my life and put it into words on a computer,

it would be erased in time and never be a topic of interest after that.

So I would take with me the sounds of music

to fill my ears and take me to a place better than utopia,

you should see it yourself and witness what it can do for you.

If you put me on an island with just my muse,

I can tell you it would set me free and I would let it light that fuse

in my mind and set an explosion to release my sorrows,

it sounds kind of sad, but it's more of a release of the soul.

It would take me to a place better than utopia. 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

Comments

lorithao

This poem aims to portray the mind of an individual who finds comfort in their own mind when their envrionment does not seem suitable.

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