Karley Kay

(6/22 / Found My Relief)

Music


Music speaks to me
When music plays
My body moves to the beat
My heart beats faster
My mind focuses on the music,
Nothing else.

I see scenes in my head
Find myself acting them out
As the music speaks to my soul
Close my eyes, let the music guide me
When music plays, it’s just me
And the music I hear.

When the music plays
It’s just me and the music
And the movement of my body
As the music becomes part of me
And nothing else matters
But the music and the relese of emotion.

Music is my release-my words
When I can’t speak
Music is the rhythm of my life
Music speaks for me when
I don’t know what to say
Or how to say it.

MUSIC IS MY LIFE! ! !

Submitted: Monday, October 31, 2011
Edited: Tuesday, December 06, 2011

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