Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Kelley Aug 2010
I sit
In the dark
And listen
The deep notes filling me like a spiraling flood
Filling me
Almost full
The notes play, but the words rush out
Around me
Surround me
The sound
Oh peaceful but
Does not rest
I need it
I crave it
The music that keeps me here
And inspires
The feeling
I listen to it again and again, hoping to find what I'm missing
Though I know,
It isn't there.
The old me rests
And this me emerges
The song of my return
From the lost world I was in
I'm home
And I feel it
Like I've never felt before
And it's clear
Here
I want
Need
And stay.
I wish I could write the words to match
This revelation
Of sound, but
I cannot.
Yet.
Kelley Jun 2010
My star
Broken in pieces
I can't pick up again
Burning in air
Catch me
Kelley Apr 2010
An unresting crescendo
of excitement
like it's soon to burst
floods through the room
and it's good
like a perfect place
and it gets louder
and grows softer
and builds with that same energy
again.

— The End —