So many people don't know what they have. For me I know the things I don't have.
The only thing I do have. Is music.
It's calming and soothing.
It gives me 3 minutes to be in heaven.
3 minutes of a temporary escape.
I close my eyes and reality disappears as the sound slips through my ears.
If I ever find my chance to die I wish to be listening to my heaven so I can fall away into death with a smile.

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Poetry from a damaged soul
PoetryMany words that have been trapped inside finally scratched at the walls of my soul and escaped.