I Press Play.

Waves roll though my room, crashing down over me and spilling onto the floor. 

The wave engulfs me, taking me to another world beneath the surface. 

I let the waves carry me off, leaving behind all traces from the world above. 

Stress begin to slip away as I submerge deeper.

Beneath the surface, I lose sight of reality. 

The waves I speak of are not made of water. 

That can drown you.

That can bring damage and despair, by thrashing down and destroying everything in sight. 

The waves I speak of are made of sound. 

That can put into words all the feelings you could not express. 

That can say all the things you never said. 

That creates an escape.

That can help you through this uncontrollable ride called life. 

However, I cannot stay forever. 

I check the watch on my wrist and see I must go. 

I am slowly being pulled back to reality and the waves begin to fade. 

I turn off my stereo and leave with a song stuck in my head.