I carry my earbuds everywhere with me
To block out the world
All the haters, the judges, the disapprovers
The ones who don't bother to acknowledge my existence
Those who play mind games: acting a certain way while speaking contradictory words
The ones who i aspire effortlessly to impress
In hopes that one day they'll decide to learn my nameWhat a waste
The beats coursing through my bones
The cords streaming through my veins
The lyrics that speak to my soul
The Rhythms that move my beingIt's an escape
From responsibilities
From pressure, to become a stranger
Fresh out of the mold of perfection of society
Something nearly inhuman
From the stress clouding my mind
Constantly Swirling through my thoughts, pounding against my brain again and again
Constantly putting me on edge
From the let-downs and the disappointments
From the what-ifs and could-haves
From the regrets and cringey moments
All the things that continuously haunt me, taunting me, tearing me down
From the deprecating thoughts stabbing away at my self-esteem
And instead, it allows me to just clear my mind
And lose myself in the harmonyThey transports me to another place,
Far from here-
this lowland that I'm desperate to escape
And into someone else's shoes
To see a new perspective, a new view, a new take on things
Someone else's dilemmas or joys or tears
They speak to my soul
And I couldn't tell you how much I relate
To the sorrows and heartbreaks and drama
To everything wrong with the world
As I myself am also just stumbling through life
Just trying to get by
Trying to find the purpose of it all
The scheme behind all of this excessive, draining emotion
The master plan
The road map
What's yet to come out of it allMusic
It takes any ordinarily tedious task or situation
Something normally surrounded with dread and distaste
And turns it into something greater
With the right notes, anything can be made easier
Or simply more enjoyable-
The opposite also applies:
A family get-together
A simple brunch with friends
Anything can seem brighter, more alive
With the melodies flooding my eardrumsMusic actually makes me feel
It skyrockets my highs with quick, bouncy beats
It catches my lows with slow, lyrical phrases
It pulls me out of a funk, and helps me to face and even accept reality
It gives me something to look forward to, after a long day of struggle
And Even when I'm feeling numb to the world
Even when I'm tried of all the torment created by my Brain,
And ready to give up
It still manages to send chills down my spine
And Im finally able to just breathe and feel aliveMusic is therapy
Music is a friend, even when everyone else passes me by
Something i can turn to no matter the circumstance
And always count on
To cheer me up
To calm me down
To sob with
Or to just relate to
To feel like I'm not alone
And sometimes that's enough
Just to feel as I have a place
In this huge, confusing, intimidating world
And to feel understood and comforted by a stranger belting through some wire and cordIn this moment, with my earbuds in
I feel like I'm invincible;
Music fuels me, inspires me
It pushes me to keep going, to give my all
To never back down, or give up
And That no matter what the world decides to throw at me, I can survive it
Because with my earbuds, there are no limits
Only potentialMusic helps me get through life
It takes my bad days with my good
My highs with my lows
It's always just there-
Never fading, never floating away
Honestly, I don't know what I would do without my trusty earbuds
For they provide me with music:
The food for my soul
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Where The Sun Meets The Skyline
PoetryIt takes just the right kind of light to create such a sight. But that's the beauty of it; it only happens when the timing is right. This a collection of poems written by yours truly. Hope you enjoy!