FML

I've gotten into one of those moods again.
Where I just want to curl myself into a ball and let the music drown out the world.
It's amazing how something so wonderful as music can be my release... it's like every problem I ever had can be solved with music.

Swirling melodies, hidden rifts, and vibrant sounds curl into each other to produce a beautiful cure that ails all. Then lyrics... poetry set to music.
I always wish I could write like some artists out there, to be able to express myself so simply and beautifully would be a gift.
All I can do is express myself with metaphors and fluff, but even now my skill slowly fades from me.

And all I can do is sit and cry.