And with her pain,
came the most beautiful music.
My music comes from my soul,
I smile and play the notes,
the world sees the smile,
the world sees the magic,
what nobody sees,
is the bleeding heart,
the tortured mind,
and my restless soul.
Maybe if we listen
to the music of a broken heart,
we will come to know why pain and art
can’t be pulled apart.
The tune comes direct from heart,
No matter its long or short.
Let the music grow with pain,
Make me feel content in the way.
The best of music
is born from pain
Words hit her so hard,
like it’s penetrated directly through her heart,
like an arrow
that tore it apart
BUT. .
She took out all the blood-stained words,
to wrote a lyric
Of a song full of mystical music
That soothe her
Because she is a self- healer!
I long to heal and become whole again,
When your heart is broken
and your soul is in pain,
sing with it and play in harmony
to ease your sorrow away.
She seeks comfort
through her pain.
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