Still a Great Escape

WHEN WHAT I only hear is Music… I am relieved. Relaxed. Alive most of the time. Listening to Music is like drowning my soul into oblivion. When it comes to Music, I am a total random. He makes me feel good, better.

But there are times, instead of bringing me into the world of oblivion, Music drowns me to the sea of heaviness, to the ocean of sadness. He also teaches my tears to run.

I put my earphones on and turn the volume up. I don’t wanna hear anything; about things, about everything. I want to go to where music will bring me, to the world I rarely visit but to the world where I wanted to stay. Listening, sometimes, is tiring; even if there’s no need to do anything at all. No movement needed, no effort required, just time and ears. But even time and ears seem exhausted of waiting and hearing such things. So Music is my savior, he’s my best escape.

He’s my way of escaping but he also catches me, put his arms around me and embraced me tightly. I cannot outrun him because in the first place, I didn’t think of running believing that he will bring me to the world I wanted and when he brought me to the latter world, I can’t struggle anymore because I’m already in that world.  Jailed into the world of worry where he lets my heart feels what I felt, lets myself  worry to what had happened, lets my mind think what I have thought.

People and happenings came flashing, blinding me with pain, hitting me with feelings, stabbing me with remorse. And it’s because of the songs; its mouth singing the words, its hand producing the melody. The words let me remember people, people who matter to me. And the melody lets me remember feelings, feelings I felt for those who matter to me. Then happenings, happenings that have happened to me and to those people. But then, I thank Music for he makes me alive; makes me feel the pain, makes me see the hurt, but then Music also brings me to the world where I belong.

He is still my great escape.

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Every Night Just Let It Out

EVERY NIGHT I lay my head on her
She need not to ask me my problem
I open up the things I can’t bear
Also the things that made me smile then.

When tears started to escape my eyes
She catches it and just let me hug her
Even you, whenever you have blue skies
Just let it out and she’ll always be there.

She’s a true friend of mine and yours
And I know she’s everybody’s friend
Simple as she is, you want to know her?
She’s my pillow, your pillow, our pillow.

Not just a pillow, she’s a friend
Without ears she listens to you at night
Without body she let you hug her
Without eyes she sees your sadness
Without heart she understands you
Without words she comforts you
Just hug her, hug her.

*We’ve got a friend even if we think we’ve got nothing,
we’ve got a friend, we’ve got a friend.*

^~~~^

When He Changes Everything..

With Just a Smile

SHE JUST woke up. She veered her head to the right while stretching then suddenly stop and smile. Seeing him beside her, already awake and looking at her with a great smile curve on his face also made her smile. But it’s not just his smile that made her smile, it’s the fact that when she opens her eyes he was there all the time, beside her, protecting her. It’s the fact that when he looks at her he made her believe that she’s the only one. It’s the fact that his eyes says how much he adores her. It’s the fact that they both love each other.

Tears started to escape from her eyes. He is gone, he was gone. Not just right now, not for a day, not for a week, for a month or year but forever. Forever gone. But he will be in her heart and always will be.

He was dead. He died loving her, he died saving her… And the love he has given her, the love he has shown was the thing that molded her to what she is now, it was the thing that gave strength so she was standing and fighting still.

^~~~^

(pictures from Google images)