Music has saved my life.

To get lost in the sweet notes and sink into an alternatate reality where the world is perfect again and no one wants to hurt you, use you, or abuse you. Where the cuts on your arm and stomach don't matter and the notes will accept you however you are. When the words of the song describe every crack in your bleeding heart and every broken stitch where you tried to fix yourself, but the world wielded a knife far sharper then you imagined. Or when you are in love and that song holds the sounds, the smells, the feeling of his skin against yours, the precious memories etched into the very essance of your being, down to the very roots of your soul. When your anger boils every drop of blood in your veins and your heart beats faster then your hands can hit the walls, bloodying your knuckles in wrath. The notes that either calm your mind, or secure the hatred bubbling as a volcano, ready to explode.

Music has defined who I am and who I have become