There in the corner of the room 

a dusty old Jukebox

I sit there rumbling through the CD’s 

No 

no  

no 

Maybe 

Rolling 

Shuffling 

There 

And the song begins 

 

The song is heavy in my head 

Overwhelming 

Pouring 

Vibrations louder than crescendos of hurricanes 

rhythm able to calm a storm 

My mind is at rest 

and so is the music 

 

Loud terrifying noises 

Deaf defying 

Screams pour out 

Its melodies become knives in my head 

I try to press stop but it doesn’t work

I have to endure 

until the tune is drowned out by my cries.

Silence 

Last quarter 

Click 

Pause 

Click 

The song begins

Breaths become slow 

Heart aligns to the beat 

Their words are calming from my head to my feet 

I am at one until I wake up 

and my JukeBox stops playing.