You are my best friend. My audio companion.
Alone, I am mute.
A continuous rythm sways me, rocks me,
controls me. But above all, helps me.
I have a voice now.
You leave me, its time to part.
The left falling to my side, the right still hoping for some connection.
But all thats left is silence.
I drown in a sea of dumb, loosing my self, loosing everything.
I am dead to the world.
They ask me questions, questions, questions,
with no answer.
I have been made a ghost of living, notes swimming around me in unison.