Sweet Escape

You are black as the night sky.
Music fills your soul, as well as mine.

As you sing from your heart,
people cannot help, but gape.

You take me into another realm.
Away from all the evil, hurt, and sorrow.

You are my friend, my family.
You are my sweet escape.

You are the last piece to my small puzzle.
As I listen to your strum, strum, strum.

As the sweet melody you sing ends,
I slowly must leave the utopian realm you brought me to.

You are my friend, my family.
You are my sweet escape.
♠ ♠ ♠
A poem depicting my guitar as my friend.