Magic sounds

Music is my escape from this madness.
The silence is so loud
it pounds in my ears
so I must cover it with song
lyrics to rhythm and timed beat,
music to heal what was broken,
music to work my soul into these paints,
music to fall asleep to,
wrapped up in the sounds 
that feel like hugs to my soul,
music
that eases the loneliness
and makes me smile,
music
that fills me up
and helps the tears come out of hiding.
Rivers of relief flow down my face.
Gone is the heaviness 
and pressure 
and all along
music was there
by my side
the entire time
holding me up 
and raising me higher,
floating on a cloud of emotion,
letting the worn headphones blast these magic sounds
into my heart.