Music Junky

Music junky

Music...

It makes me bleed

Makes me see

Makes the dormant parts free

Takes me high

Gives my memory an alibi 

Brings me back

Takes me forward 

Causes me to cry

Heavy deepened sigh

I dip lyrics in coffee

Stains my soul forever

Marks of melody

Spurred on by harmony

A song can haunt

Like a joyous taunt 

I breathe

I need

I read

Indeed

Every line 

To decipher 

If it's a song like me

Paints my picture

Outlines me quicker

The power of it

I'm soaked in greed

Can't get enough

Stingy for one more seed

Of a moment lost

In music

I crave

I bathe 

My thoughts

My dreams 

My daily scenes

In serenade

Well played

Can't escape 

It's too late

I am what I am

A music junky. 

~k (all rights reserved -KeilaCoateWomack #redcoatePoetry