The rhythm of the sounds.
The words flowing through the speakers.
Every tone makes my mind float further.
Into the unknown.
Into the universe.
Mind and body disconnected,
Like a phone in flight modus.
Listening to music makes me feel free,
Making me feel relieved.
The outer world does not exist,
My mind is the only one persisting,
The survivor of the apocalypse.
A feeling of rest rushing through the veins,
A thought of freedom bouncing through my brain.

But then,
Then there is that singular thought,
A thought that breaks it all.
I AM NOT ALONE,
I MUST.......