Rock N Roll

This music, Rock n Roll, has sputtered to a stall. Left my heart, Raped and bald. The life it gave me, Now taken away, Found unworthy, Found wanting, Found grey. This music Once saved me, It held me, but then shaved me. I lived by it, Died by it, Stood by it, and cried by it. And in one simple act, Of reaching to grab it, It turned on me. Left me hanging, Let me fall, Forced to crawl. So now, I must go, Back to the beginning, remember my hardships, And what I learned from them. Rock n Roll, Won’t let me in Because I believe I have no soul. And I believe, That love is fleeting, Petty and false. And with those convictions, I can no longer Feel the music. I want it back. I want to feel it. I want it to save me again.