Coping Through Music Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Coping with reality through music, art and poetical musings, holding on to life's rhythm through them all.
Bereft of human comforts, left out in still cold winter depths, unafraid of it's effects on me as I stand silently, being filled with all it's harboring feelings.
Sensing death always alongside me, taking me away slowly, in it's own time.
Never giving me a choice, taking particles along the way.
Having the best times I can before he takes the last one from me, throwing my soul into a tailspin - one I'll never recover from.