Music 2

9 1 0
                                    


Soft blissful sounds run through my body and turn passionate melodies into sweet nothings whispered in the air,

Every note hangs as long as it's allowed then ripples uncontrollably down my spine but never to fade completely,

Perfectly timed intense beat drops along with breathtaking performance from the chorus burst through unsuspecting ears,

Always singing along and breaking my croon sound only to belt out the most essential notes to feel as one with the piece of art,

Any unaware person would hear a life story through the painful words and turn away disapproving and baffled of the tale,

They'd look appalled and distressed at the amplification or the rapid libretto and morbid lyrics of my favorite ballad,

Incomprehensible to those who choose to listen to the most foul meaningless of tunes instead of expressive and tempestuous melodies,

Speaking straight from our thoughts without a chance to reconsider our words bringing to life every unheard phrase debating our fate in this world,

Reality pushes aside the overwhelming rage and the surrounding sadness because they are too spineless to show that they have empathy for us,

Entitled to our curiosity of who they are we try to peel away the mask they've made for themselves and see who they truly are,

Some are only the shell of a person while others are like a mystery in disguise who act disgusted by us and joyful of our untimely demise,

Although they do dissolve into their unwanted insanity at some point in this life and then act as though they were never regretting the choices they've made,

Making their own uncomfortable bed for themselves to lay in and treating the braver versions of themselves as unwanted citizens in their world,

This hobby is more of an enjoyed task, for it helps me see through the windows of other worlds and think of what all of these people truly think,

Reveling in the last painful and endearing note of the song that says so much more than it lets on, I can feel my breath hitch in agony as the music ends of emotion.

Leaving me in an unsettling silence once again for me to start all over and hopefully have a successful trial of emotion.

Depression Is My KryptoniteWhere stories live. Discover now