Two Lights and a Drum

I wake up every morning To nothing I am alone I only see to where my light reaches I see nothing except my drum I grab the drum And play the same beat I played yesterday And the day before What was an energetic beat Changed to melancholic Yearning for someone else I hope someone would hear it And just sit with me Sooth my loneliness I go back to sleep again. We wake up every morning To nothing We are many We only see to where our light reaches We see nothing except each other We hear the sound of the drums Play the same tone As yesterday And the day before What was a beat that energized us Made us melancholic Many set out To find the sound But none have returned Demons roamed the darkness We eventually gave up.

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