I hear them everywhere
They never leave me-
And the people…
My friends…
They call me mad…
Insane.
But I know they are real-
The sounds-
The Violins…
I Can’t Escape the Violins
They follow me everywhere
They will not leave me!
And the sounds…
The music they compose in the dead of the night…
They are hauntingly beautiful.
But they do not leave me!
So will I forever be present to the sound of beauty?
Because if beauty will eternally stock me…
Then I do not want to hear its sounds
And the Violins-
Sick and twisted they have become to my overwhelmed heart!
Days of only hearing their sounds have weakened me
To my hands and knees,
Asking my head to make it stop
-Telling my mind I cannot take it anymore
And the everlasting sound will not drown out
It will not leave me be…
I cannot sleep or eat
I cannot talk or listen
I cannot focus or feel
All has been taken from me by the Violins
And Insanity-
Does it mean to hear the Violins?
Because I cry at night, begging for them to leave by dawn’s rise
And then I laugh in the morning
Because I knew even at night that my wishes would not be fulfilled
I Can’t Escape the Violins
I lie on the floor,
Rolling around,
Trying to relieve my mind of the pain
And sometimes I slap myself
Trying to see if the slap would somehow make the Violins disappear
-Sometimes I bang my head against the wall
And it still will not leave me
Am I cursed to forever hear beauty?
Am I cursed to stand by as beauty becomes something too much to bear
-And something much more horrible than a nightmare?
I feel I cannot take it anymore
I cannot think straight
So I wander my mind
From the surface
To the deepest, darkest recesses
-Looking for where the bells are coming from…
I Can’t Escape the Violins
And so-
Day by day,
Night by night,
Forever Alone left to the mercy of the Violins,
I wait in agony
For the Violins to leave me free
YOU ARE READING
A Collection of the Broken
ŞiirThere are voices that cannot be drowned, and writings that cannot be burned. That is because they have found worse and have slowly learned. And this is true. From them, comes the Collection of the Broken.