Music Power

Notes spin in my head like a drug.
My brain consumes them and rests.
They fall to my heart which feels them deeply.
I want to cry, to laugh, to sing, to scream.
I forget the pain for a moment and fly
On the notes that heal.
The scabs are torn off.
My heart scars open again.
The pain I hide released.
I feel -- don't think!
I allow myself to be incomplete.
I sense my brokenness.
It doesn't bother me.
I am washed in the emotion.
It threatens to drown me.
I am moved with it.
I avoid life for the moment,
But the song will end.