• Music
    Fast or slow,
    I love how it flows
    Through my mind,
    Down my spine,
    In a rhythmatic beat,
    The chill and heat
    Enclosing around me
    Shaking me,
    Making me,
    Soothing me,
    Moving me,
    Taking me
    To be free
    Or at least far away,
    To forget my troubles and pain,
    And remember the good things
    And the happiness it brings.
    I close my eyes,
    And listen as the lyrics rise,
    Trying to quiet me and say,
    "Don't worry, it'll be ok."
    I let myself drift
    To a deep abyss
    That is my brain,
    So it's music to blame.