eurevry

Lately when I listen to an album I used to listen to often, memories get drudged up. A lot of the time I remember feeling, sad, depressed, alone...I always felt a great deal of melancholy and dread. I have those memories and perhaps they're not memories just how I feel and have always felt. I realized that when its just me and my thoughts, they turn bad...they make feel hopeless. Music helped me keep these demons at bay, because in the silence I torture myself. I remember listening to a song on a rainy day, on the drive to work like so many times before. Its hard to describe that feeling, how I feel now when I listen to it. When that music played, that feeling overcame all others and I hated how it never lasted. Music invokes a feeling, one I can't describe and it invokes a thought, one that might or might not keep the bad ones far from my mind.