Dark Music

I just love this feeling.

Music and darkness lets me run free.

I can think in a zone
where nothing else matters.
No distractions,
nothing but the beat,
and the melodies expanding my fantasies.

No one else can hear,
and no one else can enter.
My thoughts are my own,
my music is my escape.
The heat burns away my fear and brings forward
questions and theories,
images and fantasies.
Abstract and surreal, with no concept
of space or time.

To everyone else
I'm just sitting and listening,
but to me it's more.

Stripped down to the raw detail.
Nothing but pure solitudinal contemplation.

The End

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