Tuning Out The World
Mp3 player turned up loud,
To block out their profound,
Words that hit close to heart,
Breaking it into a thousand part.
Their curses start to pierce through the sound,
So you turn to a song a little longer and loud,
Hoping for some enduring peace,
Or at least for a sweet release.
Their soulless words at faster flight,
Now hitting like a deathly plight,
Trying to slay your mortal soul,
And put you under their control.
You know that there will be a day,
When they will have hell to pay,
Not from anyone one on the earth,
But in hells ever darkening girth.
Turning the music up full blast,
Hoping that this hell can’t last,
Let the music flow out loud,
To block out their cursing sound.