Jazz muse
Rock muse
Classical muse
Blues muse
All the muse in the world.

How the loneliness drowns,
how you are never near now,
and I feel fine with the piano
Playing in the background.
inside my room and the sun
Is out I am peeling away
I am hiding feeling blue
With side fears eating me
Inside
The music plays
The loneliness is here to stay
I type you a poem
That you will never read
while the wolves in the forest starve
The birds throw up their meal
The fish die from poison lakes
you are sleeping in a dark room with no one and I am alone as well