Music passes the midnight hour,
And now it’s almost 2.
Where did the time go,
while I was lost in thoughts anew?
Time doth creep
towards hours late,
or early if you must.
Just know that though sleep I may require,
music is a must.
It circles round,
in and out my ears,
and twines inside my brain.
It does its best to see
that I will stay sane.
My love for music is safe.
The addiction won’t do me wrong.
What is the worst that can happen,
while I get lost in song?
Even though it haunts me,
winding through my thoughts,
I look for more to soak in.
There will never be enough,
though my lists play on repeat.
Some days I have nothing,
And then I’m glued to music in my head.
Addicted to the sound,
I might forget to sleep,
leaving messages unread.
That hardly ever happens
unless I wait too long,
and then I have a thirsty soul,
set on devouring each song.
About the Creator
Kittiari Clark
I've always had a love of books and writing. Most of what I will post is poetry, because I have a lot of emotions that need a safe outlet. I want to be a published author someday, and hope you all can help encourage me on my journey!
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Comments (1)
I never really thought about a "positive" addiction, but I guess you make a pretty good argument for music being one. Music can be so many things, and for many it helps ease us as we trudge through this weary life. I'm glad to see it's helped you through difficult times.