Music

Always surrounded, never fades. Fills your head in countless ways. With thoughts and sounds, concepts and truths. Songs for all occasions, faces, memories. Music comprises your soul and heart. Every aspect of life is defined by this gift. Walking to an increadible beat or humming such a beautiful verse. Life's okay, despite its pain. Because this harmony will carry through the toughest ride. So listen and keep track of the faintest beat. Holding on to it even while your hearing fades. Fainter and Fainter, the beat grows weak. Someone whose soul is music, doomed to be deaf. Time will pass on and memories wil fade, until sound is forgotten. Then the despair, will sink in and crush. What's left of the soul? There's definately not much. Until nothing's left to push you deeper. Then all of a sudden, an eerie peace. For if you're at the bottom, there's nothing left to lose. For the first time in ages, sleep sets in. Upon waking up its a most beautiful day. Everything's brighter, tastier, better. Slowly climbing, day by day. Out of the hole - happy as can be. Until the next time - when a soul is crushed. Life just plays out that way. Day by day, year by year, moment by moment.

Relief

Relief. Take a deep breath. Put the past behind. Strive for a better tomorrow. Breathe. Don't forget to look forward. Too much going on to take in at once. Smile. Not nearly as lonely as once thought. Lots of love overpowers negativity. Whats done is done. Relax. Wake up and look at everyone around. Never alone. Always in good hands. Move. progress through life, never swaying, never falling, and never abandoned.

-D

Wake up

Wake up. Hard to breathe. Suddenly immersed underneath. A great foggy haze, where nothing's quite right. Flashing memories and glimpses of reality. Nervous laughter and restless sleep. One drink too many, too many hours behind. Where once was a fully conscious entity, only a shell remains. Hollowed eyes and shorter breaths. Living to slowly waste away. Wake up. Get out of this fog. So much potential. Such a beautiful person. Wake up. Lets get out with each other. Hand in hand until we escape this thing. Until the sky is clearer and our eyes are clear. Wake up. Get out of this loop. Before its too late. And opportunity is lost. Clear head and healthy eyes. The fog is lifting - confusion rests. So wake up and look around. What once was dead is still there. Everyone's waiting, that holds you in their hearts. So hand in hand, let's go and greet them. For what was once lost was just found again. Wake up and find our peace.