Kid Cudi

The man on the moon

Who makes me reach for the stars 

His rhythmic flow sending wavelengths

To the nerves far beyond my ears

Stretching at my heartstrings

The lyricality all too familiar and personal

The catchy tunes applicable to my life

His poetic voice inducing hope and inspiration

He and I both “on the pursuit of happiness”

I'll be fine once I get it he says

He sings, and I listen

Those far and wide, 

struggling and feeling alone

Somewhere, somehow,

Becomes connected 

Each puzzle piece flying 

where they fit just snug

All because of his influence

The music cascades

the reality of the dreary world

And instead cannonballs me 

into an imaginative state of mind

One that makes me feel alive and reborn

His music, heaven on earth, greets me with

Peace and good vibrations that are all-consuming

The music volume raising with my heartbeat

Like I was struggling to breathe and just got air

Thank you,

Scott Mescudi