Escape

Sometimes I just need to get away

From the worries and the fear

And so I slot in the headphones

Like a phone call with music

The lyrics tell me everything will be ok

Better than any friend

The drum beat runs constant

The only constant in an ever changing place

The mellodic voice

Smooth like the silk bed sheets

I could never afford

Yet they wrap me up and for those

Few minutes care only about me

3 minutes 57 of bliss

Then another 4:05 of smiles mixed with tears

That no one else sees

My own collection of watercolours

I keep saved in that one playlist

Each one holds a passcode

Others can hear the words

But never truly listen to my song