The music inside my head screams out as it swirls and whorls around and around again. I die with each note that reverberates through my mind. The sheer beauty of it is torture as it plays his melody over and over. Its like a never ending song of lust and lies and empty promises. The longing is there but there is no substance to it, nothing with which to grab hold of and bury myself. If life continues so does the song. But what if it ends? Then the music keeps going. It never stops. The burning sensation of the mind echoes on through the soul. Pining away for what can never be. Too far out of reach you perish before you reach your ultimate destination. Scream aloud, cry out to it. All efforts are in vain. The loneliness tears a gaping hole through what once used to be you. Do you question it? Never. Just know its there and it calls to you and you desire it. Even though you can never reach it. Nor shall you ever fully grasp the concept. Its all about understanding. Something which you do not. Now ask yourself...
Do I doubt myself?
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