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Music fills me, releasing me from reality. Until I wake up again...

Submitted:May 17, 2014    Reads: 21    Comments: 3    Likes: 2   

My Music

It was never about the artist…

Or the voice that came every time I pressed the play button.

It wasn't the genre, or the style.

Nor the amount of upbeat either.

I turned it up all the way…

Not because I couldn't hear,

But because I wanted to drown out everything else.

I wanted to forget the harsh words, the drama, and the disappointed faces.

I forgot about my failures and my flaws.

I found myself, close eyed, only hearing the music, the lyrics that described my life.

Whenever it played…I was flawless.

I saw myself living the perfect life, I saw myself…Happy.

But a song only lasts a few minutes…And then I wake up.

Finding myself in the harsh reality that was my life.

But for a few moments I could see my self flying.

But every dream has an ending….

I can't hear it anymore…

My music,

Is fading…

Just like the light from my eyes.


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