the music

may.12.2003

The strength within those words,
that were there before my own.
It reminds me who was first,
and I know I'm not alone.

The emptiness is filled,
inside I'm moving fast.
I play it one more time,
and make these feelings last.

I close my eyes and scream,
so much is going on.
Once the music stops,
all that is is gone.

I turn it on again,
it all comes running back.
the music helps me deal,
from all the life I lack.