music has always been an escape.
turning it up so loud that you can feel in in your bones, coursing through your body.
standing in a room full of people and feeling at home because you’re all there for the same reason.
it used to block out the arguments and the fights, the bad thoughts.
a lullaby for my demons at least for an hour or so.
i feel it is cliche to say that music is a savior, but my god, sometimes it can be.
it makes me feel alive, it makes me feel like a human being.
even those times when i am in the car, or sitting in my living room with my best friends screaming the lyrics at the top of my lungs. i know i belong here.