Ode To A CD

[write_me_a_life]

Is it possible,
truly possible,
for something so small
to hold the keys to
my heart?
my anger?
my sadness?
my discipline?

You are responsible
for every person I've ever held
and kissed.

Your music makes it possible
for me to release every bit
of anger
I have bottled up inside.

You produced notes that
tear at my heart
and cause tears of pain
to sweep my face
leaving red streaks
on white skin.

Your calm gives me the stamina
to continue doing something
I would much rather
forget about.

Sounds unlike angels
but beautiful and lasting
memorized.

The key to every
emotional journey.

Every significant memory
is attached to a secret
you told me.

You make my life beautiful
with your beauty.

With your poetry I am
inspired
to create my own.

Keep me sane.

Music that exists on a
round disc
spinning round round round