MUSIC

It washes away my pain
takes away my sorrow,
drowns me in lyrics
like there's no tomorrow.

Its a way of understanding.
A key to the living.
A pass to the soul,
No end, just beginnings.

The loud beating of drums
or the soft hum of words.
Distracts me from my distress,
soon to fly away like birds.

All different forms
Pop, Rhythm and Blues.
Paints a world of serenity
and develops my muse.

Its in everything around you.
The sounds of winds in the air.
Blasting from all around.
When nobody's even there.

You see the point of music is not just to dance.
It influences a place of expression,
when there's none by any chance.