It's like there are so many voices in my head all the time that makes me want to shut them all up by listening in to the beats of this song, this music. It's like the melody helps to bring harmony to my messy, loud mind. So I continue to listen, so that I'm free of all the worries, of all the thoughts, of all the voices.
Silence.
Except for the beat of the music. I'm letting it do its magic. I'm drowning in its epiphany of beauty. Looking out into the distance, I see nothing. The nothingness of life. I'm slowly dying, but I don't even know it yet. I hear a faint whisper but I can't be sure if it's you or if it's just me. So I mouthe the words to the song. Then I see all the faces that were speaking and I feel my heart "thump" just a little and I close my eyes to feel the breeze in my hair. Unfamiliar hours float in my consciousness and I try to make sense of the moment. I hear it again, suddenly. The music. It's like I wasn't even hearing it a second ago. Did the music stop? No, I just left for that one moment. The beat of the music took me to silence like it always does. It blocks out the voices and the words become dots and everything becomes nothing. And I'm not here anymore.
I just am.
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