It lies on the ground under where I sleep,
Wondering
“Is anyone there at all, cause I’m not leaving.”
It sits in the dust,
“Made it clear, she’s still here, are you listening now?”
Waiting to be played

Its music rings out around the room.
“I want to breathe you in like a vapor”
It’s addicting,
The songs lingering in my head,
For days on end
“Even wide awake or dreaming.”

Some songs burst with colour,
While others are dark and soulful like a dull midnight.
The words tear open my heart,
As I listen through sensitive ears.