Inside the Music

In the music I find my escape
that place where I can be me
without fear of judgment
or retribution
In the very core of the music
is where I can be found
I love to wrap myself in the music
like a warm blanket fresh from the dryer
drowning out all the fighting, all the drama
all the violence and the ugliness
of my surrounding world
I put my headphones on and disappear
into a different world
where every note is my friend
where every beat understands me
where every melody
soothes my soul like a precious lullaby
In this world, in the center of the music
is my home

~*~
08/2003

Copyright © 2003 Brenda Barnhart
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