Burns of a Third Degree

For a moment in time the music soothes

but it can not hide this emotional bruise.

I try to write about how I'm feeling

but from my mouth artists are stealing.

These songs have a strong effect on me,

close to the heart like burns of a 3rd degree.

Lyrics stuck like super glue in my mind

the musical beat syncs with my heart inside.

Author's Note

"but from my mouth artists are stealing." just means that every time I try and write a song it ends up sounding like something someone else has already wrote.

I wrote this poem randomly in class one day.. I was listening to As Your Friend by Chris Brown and it just gave me an inspiration to write this. I hope at least someone will enjoy this write..