The Power of Music
It’s a feeling that I can’t describe.
Something so out there that no one else knows how I feel.
It’s something that has a conversation with my soul.
Speaking a language that is transposed into a rhythm, a beat.
Music is what speaks to my soul.
The many levels and complications that are put into it are inspiring, how they can describe a feeling that I didn’t even know I had.
It is my escape.
Something that I run to in the toughest times.
I can put on those headphones and block out the world around me.
I then enter a world of hard beats, beautiful melodies, fantastic harmonies, and inspiring lyrics.
It is my own little world.
A place where I would like to be lost and never found again.
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