Sometimes All I Need

Even in a world of people, there are times we all feel alone
I've been to many broken places, I've never had a place to call my home
But when I'm struggling with life I know I will make it 
When I put on my Linkin Park playlist 

This poem may come across as corny as I pay tribute to my favourite band of all time
But there's no better feeling than when you feel a connection to the artist and understand all their rhymes
There were times when a fake smile was my costume 
But I felt better as soon as I started playing Linkin Park at full volume

Their songs helped me through everything from depression to break-ups
We make mistakes to see where the lesson will take us
I used to judge myself and wonder if I could have made a better choice 
But I felt better as soon as I heard Mike and Chester's voice 

I may walk alone, but I know as I travel my path
I'll make it to where I need to go as I play castle of glass
I sing along to every word as if the song was personally wrote for me
The words are so relatable it feels like they sang every note for me

Linkin Park helped me through depression and to overcome my fears 
I sometimes cry when I hear Chester's voice as he's no longer here 
I'd give anything to bring him back
He's always been an angel for us but now he finally has his wings attached 

Sometimes we all need to spend time alone 
Sometimes a playlist of our favourite artists is all we need to make a home 
When I'm going through something I know I will make it
When I turn up the volume on my Linkin Park playlist
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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