Sometimes I find myself imprisoned in my mind.
Nothing frees me faster than a musical release.
I crave it, lust after it.
Every moment builds to it.
When I can finally plug in my headphones,
Or flip on the radio in my car.
Sometimes it’s the soaring guitars of Hendrix,
Or the rough melodies of Morrison.
Sometimes there’s no words at all,
Only melodies and harmonies,
Instruments layered, one on the other.
I let it take me over,
Invoking waves of emotion,
Sparking bouts of inspiration.
To the music I can find strength,
I can find that release,
To satisfy that lust
And set my soul on fire.