a poem by Phoebe Adair (she/her) from Canada, BC
Sometimes music feels heavy,
Weighing down your head,
Sinking you deep into the floor,
Or spilling you into a puddle.
Consuming your chest
Making it tingle warmly.
Sometimes music oozes adrenaline,
Pumping your bones,
With serotonin and energy,
Painting a bright smile on your face
That feels as though it’ll never fade.
Sometimes music is a comfort,
Hugging you with soft arms
That squeeze out emotion.
Sometimes music is a best friend,
Talking to you when you’re all alone,
As no one else ever has,
Letting you know that if nothing else,
The melodies will always
Keep you company.