The day has been long.
I'm physically worn.
I've embraced all the chaos.
I'm mentally torn.
The push and pull of the world
Can be too much to bear.
I've been stretched to my limits.
It's not always fair.
But in my bedroom is solace
In the form of a song.
The sweet melodies of music
Help to make right from what's wrong.
The sweet sounds of jazz
Raise the hairs on my arm.
The heavy bass of R&B
Matching the beats of my heart.
The stories of hip hop
Inspiring my goals.
And the pain of the blues
Healing my soul.
While laughter is great
And talking can help,
Music is my medicine,
A reflection of myself.