What happens when music fails
to cheer you up
when it can’t lift your mood
when life seems tougher
than usual?
You can escape
Like Andy in Shawshank
but for that one must
Crawl through a canal of shit
And wait for many years
to claim one’s freedom
will it take that long?
When my hair has more grey
than black or
no hair at all?
Perhaps not
perhaps it will be tomorrow
Perhaps it will be never
and death is the only escape
But why so dark all the time?
the sun will rise again