i have always given much credit of my early survival to music.
without it
i don't know where or what exactly my mental state would be.
i believe strongly in music,
its power, its charm
its whispering thoughts
surrounding me,
embracing me,
unconditionally
feeling my thoughts, my pasts,
my everything
with me
never judging
i lived in the music,
we escaped together
many times i would lay in my bed
listening...
breathing...
choking on tears of sadness.
tears of a girl
with a lost sense of being.
i believe music heals the soul
its power, unheard of
with ever lyric full of life,
every lyric full of pain
i was released.
you're, frankly, the strongest type of survivor. you were born with a large capacity to cope and you coped. some people don't know how to cope and can't come up with anything that sustains them and they go under. not you. you're a fighter. you're a coper. you tapped into the healing and connecting power of music. maybe it helped you to know that you weren't totally alone in your trap.
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