Radio on playing the same old tunes.
Silence broken with music in the room.
Laying awake on a rock hard bed.
Visions of you playing in my head.
Darkness painted on unseen walls.
Images of life constantly calls.
The underbelly of things in snare.
A death trap of life catching unaware.
The you I know is divided beyond strain.
Look at a picture and remember your fame.
Memories of the bright beautiful past.
Illness seeks to hold you its grasp.
My frustration apparent to the core.
A doctor lawyer can probably do more.
Wanting the future to be safe and sound.
Wanting good fortune in what you found.
Heart beats with the same old tune.
Within it there you always have room.
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