Tunes Saving Me

sometimes we find ourselves in a loss of

sight and direction

sometimes our hearts hurt and deep inside us

despair, objection

 

there is always a salvation to pain

musical savior

my redemption is musicality

changing behavior

 

the sweet melodious strum of my own

true ukulele

releasing my pain through every fret I

am saved, am revived

 

I am free to be happy again

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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