Run Free

I wish I could go for a live concert now.

Thank you dear piano, for the comfort and refuge when I need one.

When I don't feel like telling anyone how I feel,
When I feel a surge of emotions and let it out,
When I'm bored, carefree or zoned out,
When I feel a void in my heart,
When I feel hyped up with energy and enthusiasm,
When I hear a new lovely record or track,
When that One unforgettable song gets stuck in my head,
Drumming in my ears softly; quietly; loudly,
Over and over again,
When I simply feel like listening to the rhythm of musical notes.

So I let my fingers run free,
To endless stream of music,
Removing my walls,
Brick by brick,
And let my fingers run free.

I don't play the best music,
But listening or playing it,
I feel a depth of familiarity,
Of comfort,
Of enlightenment,
Which keeps me going,
When life gets to me.

Thankiu 'hak pak' keys. U've been my 'second remedy' to my pillows, bed and blanket. :)