My only companion all of these years,
even after all the beers,
through all of the fears,
unheard by any ears...
Has always been music.
Emotions cannot be seen as well as they are felt,
not even with acting can they be given nor dealt,
only you feel what runs through your mind...
after all the pain settles you're left blind.
Love, Hate & Fear are as essential as the breath you take.
And then there are those who cannot love,
not even if it's kind of.
Those who love to hate,
think they're great,
**The cycle repeats until you're back listening to music again.