Music memories

The notes there daggers,
they stick into me,
because with each melody,
there comes a memory.

I can't live with-out it,
it's like an addiction,
music for me,
is my ecstasy.

With each word,
comes a visual memory,
a flash back of times,
of happier memories.

So let it be,
let me drown in the notes,
let the highness of the music sweep me away,
make it melt my brain away.
Music does this to me.