When the Music Died

there was a short period of time

when there was no music in my house.
no dancing.
no singing.
no television on.

no joy, no fun.
just the eternal gloom and darkness

of a lost soul
invading my life.

I had lost my way.
let myself be dumbstruck

by a fake.

no laughter.
I had somehow been caught
and trapped into

a horror show. a nightmare
unable to wake up

or get out. I look back
at that year, stunned and amazed
at the evil

I let in.
confused and dazed.

each new morning now is a blessing.
a gift to which
I give thanks,

and praise.