I Sing Out Of Tune Now

I have not listened to music yet.

I was not allowed to for 30 days and now I am afraid to.

Words are so hopeful when strung together in song,

"Its going to be you and me forever."

So hopeful.

My hope has left me a realist.

Sometimes the worst thing that can happen does happen.

My sister loved songs. She loved them all.

I hear her in every melody, I hear her in every chorus.

So hopeful. So happy.

In ever psalm my mother utters,

I hear my mothers sweet, pure voice and it makes me hear my sister.

It's an echo.

Sing to me.

Sing for me.

The radio is different.

I am afraid of the songs that might come on, the emotions that might get released.

The memories that might find me.

Because we all know I am hiding.

Where I am the music does not play.