Why Music is the Undoing of the Strongest of UsA Poem by A. MaeThere are a handful of songs in the world that have the ability to seep into our bones, underneath cracks we assume are impermeable, songs that reopen scabs of wounds that have clogged themselves with patchwork apologies and months of attempted amnesia. We swallow silence like a cure-all for the loneliness that takes up more space than we are willing to admit but all of that time spent barricading a fragile heart can be laid to waist by a simple melody. We think the glass of numbness we coat ourselves in is bulletproof, but it is powerless against words that shatter it with point precision. Words that swell our chests into throbbing caverns of unwanted sensation and twist our hands into shaking knots against each tidal wave of memories. Mere lyrics can turn eyes into oceans and breathing into intangible desperation and blood into a boiling current of wishes. It is the moment when the refrain of a song washes over your tired frame and inflates your battle scarred lungs and the familiar ache flooding back to the most safe places within you is almost a comfort because those small words have travelled miles on the air to reach your ears and whisper, darling you have never been alone in this. Music wraps its ageless strength around our fingers, holding our hands and supporting our paper thin frames so scared and tired from living and shows us how to dance to the pain. It grows wings of vulnerability out of our denial and serves as our chrysalis as we transform into something more human than we have ever been. I swear one day I listened to five hundred songs and heard nothing but our names in every word and I wanted to kiss the sound waves. There is nothing more raw than late nights and early mornings spent with nothing but the tempo of songs that synchronize with our beating hearts. Do not underestimate music; if mere lyrics hold this power, then each love song can topple empires and each anthem can lead armies. Art constructs whole universes within our empty places and fortifies our love worn hearts.
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Added on May 17, 2014 Last Updated on May 17, 2014 Tags: music, love, poetry, prose, spoken word AuthorA. MaeSt. Paul, MNAboutI have literally no idea what to put here except that I spend far too much time writing and not being productive whatsoever and I decided sharing my thoughts with the greater writing community might b.. more..Writing
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