Music
A steady breath
In
And out
Slowly
Softly
A wave carrying something
Just over my outstretched hands
Notes glide all about me
Wrapping me up
And filling the holes
That are left inside
But music always ends
I grasp for the notes
Broken
Scarred
Lost
Something lifts my heart
Takes it
Silence
I am silence
Devoid of song
Lacking in soul
But here
Look
No listen
Even silence speaks
But music speaks louder
The noise overwhelms me
I am forced to breathe
My heart beats again
A steady drum
No a piano
And an angel sings softly
I am music
I am soulful
I am smiling
But I am also silence
Falling
Down
Into a dark
But when music comes back
I can breathe
I can live
I am no longer blind
I can not always choose
To be music or silence
But when I can choose
I choose music
Because music
Heals me
I am silence
Choking for air
I am music
Drifting through the atmosphere
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Poems for the Lost
PoetryI wonder if I wander far enough from here If I'll make it to there... Where is there? No one knows Until they get there...
