Music

Hey so I didn't write this poem... At all. My best friend did and she asked me to put it up on here. Her name is Arabella Arnell and you can read this poem and more on her writing sites. Wattpad (bandhoez9194) and archiveofourown (ArabellaHorayne). Please feel free to comment what you think, and I'll show it to her. . . . I've talked about darkness I've talked about pain I've talked about demons and I've talked about bloodstain. but the thing that sheds light on our bleak and painful world is the beautiful sound of life which makes our pain unfurled. A single peal of delight a flow of steady sound an escape from the demons in a world we can't be found. It makes my heart race It makes my heart hurt. It makes my soul shudder It makes my soul avert. People don't understand People don't really care They don't see the warmth They only see the flair. This magical world of sound This warm place of hope It always gets skipped over Just like a child's jump rope. Music is my home Music is my red. Without music today I would probably be-